THE OTHER SIDE
This isn’t death - it’s glory!
It is not dark - it’s light!
It isn’t stumbling, groping,
Or even faith - it’s sight!
This isn’t grief - it’s having
My last tear wiped away;
It’s sunrise - it’s the morning
Of my eternal day!
This isn’t even praying -
It’s speaking face to face;
Listening and glimpsing
The wonders of His grace.
This is the end of pleading
For strength to bear my pain;
Not even pain’s dark memory
Will ever live again.
How did I bear the earth-life
Before I knew this rapture
Of meeting face to face
The One who sought me, saved me,
And kept me by His grace!