"THE PARTING"

Don�t mourn for me when in death�s dark vale I lie,
�Tis only made of dust, this shell that you see die;
The part of me that lived and loved and even cried,
Is living still in perfect joy, safe by the Master�s side.

Don�t weep dear one, for soon we�ll meet again
And never more will we know fear or pain; For then,
you too will see the glories I behold,
As only to immortal eyes, heaven�s secrets will unfold.

Don�t grieve for me, nor wish me back again, For if I could,
I would not choose to leave this heavenly plain;
And though I love you, and life, in spite of trials was sweet,
There was within my soul a hunger, which no earthly love could meet.

I thank my Lord, for blessed was I, with your love rich and strong,
But even the best of earthly loves cannot replace this "One" for which we long;
And now I�m free, from all the hindrances that mortal life can hold,
For I am with my Lord and King within the heavenly fold.

So many times I was discouraged, by those wicked ways of mine
And I knew I was so unworthy, of the Saviour�s love divine;
But He loved me enough to die and pay for all my sin,
And even then He did not leave, for His Spirit dwelt within!

Some people would not understand this longing deep within,
For they live only for themselves, and are blinded by their sin;
But I know well, you too have come to know the Saviour�s love,
And that you share the same desire, to be with Him above.

Parting is most difficult, �tis such a painful thing
-But one day soon this grief will pass, and allow your heart to sing;
So let these simple words of mine, bring comfort to your soul,
As you await that glorious day, when you too will be made whole!

� Barbara Watling
From "The Master Speaks", Vol. 1 by B. Watling.