When All Is Done - Poem by Bob Gotti
Unsure of what the future holds, I know indeed who holds me,
With the future down here untold, the Bible speaks of Eternity,
In The Lord’s Eternal fold, God gives me eyes in which to see,
A world that I shall soon behold, through life in Christ eternally.
Now life on earth, I must insist, for those in Him is also greater,
As we no longer simply exist, just waiting to die sooner or later,
When in God’s Army men enlist, the Commander is our Creator,
Futile ways He helps us to resist, by the Spirit, from our Savior.
As God’s sheep living down here, we don’t just aimlessly roam,
For the moment’s drawing near, to move to our Heavenly home,
Until then we need not to fear, being guided from God’s throne,
On the path more than clear, as Christ shepherds all of His own.
Fear has been replaced with trust, in our Lord who reigns above,
Who as a Shepherd guides all of us, in His Grace and His Love,
Knowing we are only but dust, Heaven is what we are mindful of,
As witnesses we’ve been thrust, for Him, as harmless as a dove.
All of this is done by His Grace, through the work of God’s Son,
A labor shone upon every place, to touch the heart of everyone,
To get more men to join the race, and together for God we’ll run,
Until the day we see God’s face, after the work on earth is done.
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