Death's Gift - Poem by MELVIN BANGGOLLAY
D-eath is deliverance from pain
for the flesh to behold no more sin
as the temple of the soul refrain
to breath life from the unseen.
E-mpowerment of the soul to see
His creator that made him with glee
and embark on the long journey
of going to the place of the Holy City.
A time to return our life to the Almighty
to behold his judgement day
If we truly deserve to be in his Glory
or be apart from God's Holy city.
T-ransformation of our soul and body
to a dimension unseen by many
that only the Son of Man, the Holy
can bring us to that hallowed destiny.
H-olliness it brings to those faithful
Who died with clean heart and soul
and whose life they offered full
to God even they'll called a fool.
S-alvation of our soul is made possible
through death of Christ by the people
As His suffering and death on the cross
ransom us from eternal death at His cost.
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