When tongues pass away
and knowledge shall cease,
then shall I be glad
in Thy glorious peace.
When my sorrow is gone
and my tears cease to be,
when in Thy likeness
I awake Thy face to see.
When I have apprehended
when I have fought the fight,
when I have gained the crown
by Thy Spirit, not my might.
Then shall I be glad
when my crown is at Thy feet,
for in Thee O my God
shall my rest be complete.
I told my mother in the letter that as I read through the poem I was blessed and I hoped she would be too. My prayer today is for those who may read through the poem to be blessed also.
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