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Topic: Reward (09/27/04)
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TITLE: Glory By Geri Rosser 09/30/04 |
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The ash of all my dreams;
A fallen sky of glass and steel
Erected to deceive.
When what I thought I wanted,
Achieved with no small ease,
Is put against eternity
It shrivels in the breeze.
The accolades ring empty,
And swiftly die away.
The praise is what I wanted;
And now it fades with day.
YOUR praise is what I wanted,
But now your lips are cold.
And with your death I clearly see
Eternity unfold.
For what you sought was better
Than what I have pursued.
You sought the praise of heaven;
A mind in Christ, renewed.
A life poured out for others,
With little thought for self,
That won the final, ageless prize
Of life with God in death.
And wins, down through the ages
The joy of being known
By all those whom his life has touched
In heaven, all come home.
May my life turn the corner
To see the world as Christ;
To love with all the ardor
With which He gave His life;
To use the path God’s given
To glorify His name,
And somehow through His mercy
His blessing to attain.
So I may be united
Again with you in heav’n,
Where we will sing, “All glory to
The Maker of all men!”