News came that you were dead. I did not believe a word of it.
I knew that at that moment you were more alive than dead.
For there is no death. No, not for the Christian!
There is only an honorable discharge from the battles of life,
A promotion to Heavenly officership. That glorious moment to step forward
And hear the Great Commander-in-chief say, “ Well done, thou good and faithful soldier!
Come, enter into your Eternal reward”! There is no death. Not for the Christian.
Only the soul's blessed release from dark prison. Only a passage out of that prison into a palace. Only a golden key that unlocks the treasures of Eternity.
No, you are not dead.
You will be alive when the mountains are gone. Alive when the rivers cease their running toward the sea.
You have gone higher, that is all. Out of this old mud shack, into a house that is immortal,
A body that no enemy can attack!
“Dust thou art, to dust thou shalt return.” Was not spoken of the spirit.
You don't really die; you just keep on living,
And go straight into the presence of the Lord!
I thank God that you are with Him! That your troubles are all over.
No more crying, no more pain, no more sorrow,
Nothing but eternal happiness in Heaven forever!
Yes, we are selfish about death. We count our grief more than your joy!
We go to a funeral sad, when the angels are rejoicing.
So for now, farewell loved one. We shall meet again!