Quite A Different Battle
By the Trumpet or veil of death, Iíll be breathing Heavenís breath,
Life has taken a turn for the worse, a consequence of sinís curse,
No one likes the dreaded c-word; we grieve when cancer is heard,
Still God above is big and I am small, and He is still Lord over all.
Though the time ahead looks bleak, and in my flesh, Iím so weak,
I must lean upon The Lord I know, Who leads me in the way to go,
In times that I have no strength at all, He will help me stand up tall,
On the Rock, my solid foundation; Jesus Christ, God of Salvation.
Christ The Savior of my very soul, will see me through a dark haul,
And when thereís no light to see, Heíll guide me through to eternity,
Although the cancer may take its toll, Jesus Christ is still in control,
And knowing all that Iíll have to do, His Grace shall see me through.
Christ Himself, will light for me, the paths ahead that I may not see,
Receiving strength, under His wings, as I deal with unknown things,
This cancer may present a fight, but, Christ Himself will be my light,
Through a temporal gloomy world, until my eternal homeís unfurled.
Cancer will not defeat me friend, for I know Christ, my ultimate end,
My time will surely end down here, but in light of this I have no fear,
For my battles were already won, on the cross, by Godís Own Son,
And when Iíve finish my earthly race, I will behold my Saviorís Face.
(Copyright ©02/2011 Bob Gotti)
Heís coming very soon as the signs are very clear,
And when that trumpet sounds, weíll be otta here!
Praise God for our Great Blessed Hope, Who Will
Deliver All Those Who Believe, out of this present
World of Darkness into His Glorious Eternal Light!
(1 Thessalonians 4:13-18 and Titus 2:11-14)
What A Blessed Hope, Bob Gotti http://www.poeticpulpit.com