A few more years shall roll,
A few more seasons come;
And we shall be with those who rest,
Asleep within the tomb.
A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore;
And we shall be where tempests cease,
And surges swell no more! A few more struggles here,
A few more partings o'er,
A few more toils, a few more tears,
And we shall weep no more!
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that blessed day;
Oh, wash me in Your precious blood,
And take my sins away.
Up, then, with speed, and work;
Fling ease and self away,
This is no time for you to sleep,
Up, watch, and work, and pray!
[Horatius Bonar]
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Isaiah 25:8 … He will swallow up death in victory; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the rebuke of his people shall he take away from off all the earth: for the Lord hath spoken it.
Revelation 1:5 … And from Jesus Christ, who is the faithful witness, and the first begotten of the dead, and the prince of the kings of the earth. Unto him that loved us, and washed us from our sins in his own blood,
Revelation 21:4 … And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.❤
