"Is there any greater gift that we can impart to our children than a memory burned deep into their hearts that we know that our Redeemer lives?"
K. Brett Nattress
Sweeping away ev'ry mote, ev'ry trace;
Time my whole being on earth will erase.
My name will be spoken by no one at all;
my deeds uninscribed in a book or on wall.
Obscurity halt! There is one thing I must
accomplish before I am turned into dust.
Dear children, my children, please take to your grave
my testament that only Jesus can save.
If you know that I know that God came to earth
to rescue us from our extortionate birth,
then I am content to forgo all display
of pomp or remembrance when I've gone away.
No comments:
Post a Comment