Psonnets of Worship
I Shall Not Die

Though I grow old and lean upon the staff
or live a life too short in length and breadth,
how precious in Thy sight shall be my death,
yet when death comes for me, may I so laugh,
that laugh shall live, my lasting epitaph,
and neither heaven's height nor graven depth
keep me from Thee! Christ, in my dying breath,
receive my spirit from this body's chaff.
How shall I live? I have been crucified
in Christ, who liveth in me now, not I,
yet when I die, Christ Jesus, have I died?
Come speak Thy Word in me! I shall not die,
but live in Thee, Christ Jesus, and abide
with Thee, through Thee, in Thee, by and by.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org

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