Our life is like a raindrop,
It starts out clean and small
Then gathers with other raindrops,
...
A stillness fell on the river's face one summer's eve.
A dark cloud covered up the sun,
There didn't seem to be a breeze.
No more will he board his boat or step upon the muddy ground.
...
When the final trumpet sounds,
To hail the end of time,
And we have crossed o'er Jordan
Into Heaven's Golden Land,
...
Rain Drop Of Eternity
Our life is like a raindrop,
It starts out clean and small
Then gathers with other raindrops,
To make a brook, as if to answer Creation's call
The brook trickles to a creek,
That passes over rocks and snags and falls
The creek travels down to a river
And is pulled into undertows, currents and swirls
The river flows to a mighty ocean
And joins with the land and sky,
Then to form the world
Our world is a tiny speck, in an endless universe,
Around, below, and above
All of creation is lost, only to be found again,
"In God's eternal love"