Our words are spent...

Our words are spent, our stories told
Our days are gone for we are old
Our memories stay, like precious gold
We wait for Jesus to behold.

We long to see Him face to face
Yet dread to leave the human race
We leave our children in our place
and trust in You that they are safe.

Our words are spent...

jensw61

Taree, Australia

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Death takes away everything but memories. Hard to let go, for some.

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