Won't be much Longer.
Wont be much longer, till there's no more pain,
No more suffering, no more frustration, it's just in vain;
Till Christ calls us home, and hear His well done,
Then our crowns we will get, that we have won.
Won't be much longer, and we'll see the King,
Then we will see His face, and His Praises sing;
No more death, no fears, or frustration ever,
Thanks to the Lord, from His comfort, nothing will sever.
Won't be much longer, for each one who trust Him,
Until that time, He'll keep us clean within;
We just have to stay praying each day to the Lord,
And don't stray far from hearing His wonderful Word.
poem by Margaret Haig
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