WHEN IT COMES TIME
When it comes time to lay me down
And my days on earth are done
I’m going to have a long, long talk
With my Father on His throne.
I’ll finally see things through His eyes
That I could never understand
All my tears will go away
With the touch of His gentle hand.
Our hearts will see things from way back
To the days when I was young
How clear it will be for us both to see
Everything I have said and done.
The pain I’ve suffered in my life
At the mercy of another’s hand
Will no longer haunt my world
Or cause me heartache again.
I’ll be accepted for whom I am
Never scorned through another’s eyes
I’m going to get my wings and things
I’ll finally learn to fly.
The trials and tribulations I’ve faced
For a reason were all meant to be
The circle of life that I have lived
Is what God made of me.
©Copyright April 23, 2000 by Eileen Breedlove