Just
when it seems it's all over,
That
you'll never o'ercome the strife,
Like
the Phoenix from the ashes
You
spring forth to a better life.
Before
you the graveyard draws near,
You
see your race is nearly run;
You
know you have no need to fear --
If your
preparations are done.
But if
you have given no thought
To the
One Who hung on the tree,
If you
have turned from the gospel --
Then
hopeless in death you will be.
Perhaps
your time was all taken
Chasing
dreams that will come to naught,
The
price He paid thus forsaken,
With
what will your ransom be bought?
But if
to the Word of the Cross
In life
you've been faithful and true,
Then
the blood that poured from His veins
Will
pay the price to ransom you!
Disappointments
may mar the way,
But
they don't have to end the fight;
For
on the Resurrection Day
The
Savior will put them to flight.
Think
not then that it's all over
When
you find yourself faced with strife,
Like
the Phoenix from the ashes
You'll
spring forth to a better life.
..........H. L. Gradowith..........
03-27-2002