What a joyful day it will be
When my Savior's face I'll see.
Every pain and sorrow gone
I'm finally with the Holy One.
Never will I doubt or fear
When Christ, God's Son is standing near.
"Welcome home" He'll say to me
With arms outstretched for all to see.
I'll touch the scars and search His face
And worship His amazing grace.
Trace the scars of nail pierced hands
And thorn scarred brow all done for man.
With perfect love and abundant grace
I'll humbly welcome His embrace.
Until that time for me has come,
I'll keep my faith in going home.
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
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Kathy, this was lovely and so very true. It all flowed beautifully, until the first two lines in the last paragraph, which rhythm wise, didn't quite fit. Instead of "With perfect love and abundant grace
So joyfully I'll welcome His embrace.", maybe something like "With perfect love; abundant grace, With joy I'll enter His embrace." The rest all seemed to be following a regular pattern (which is my favourite type of poetry), but when I read these two lines they were a fraction out. That's the only reason I didn't rate it a 5. Other than that, I thought it was really quite beautiful. With love, Deb