To honor my grandfather.

Over these past few weeks, I have been reminded of how temporal life can be with the passing of my grandfather.  This song has been of great encouragement to me and I hope it speaks to your heart as it has mine.  Grace and peace to you all…

It Is Not Death to Die Original words by H. A. Malan, trans. by G. W. Bethune, alt. by Bob Kauflin

It is not Death to die, to leave this weary road,
and join the saints who dwell on high,
who’ve found their home with God.
It is not death to close the eyes long dimmed by tears,
and wake in joy before your throne,
delivered from our fears.

O Jesus, conquering the grave,
your precious blood has power to save.
Those who trust in you will in your mercy find
that it is not death to die.

It is not death to fling aside this earthly dust,
and rise with strong and noble wing
to live among the just.
It is not death to hear the key unlock the door
that sets us free from mortal years
to praise forever more.

O Jesus, conquering the grave,
your precious blood has power to save.
Those who trust in you will in your mercy find
that it is not death to die.

~ by adambphoto on July 17, 2009.