As I step from the banks of chilly
Into its rolling tide,
My eyes are focused on the Holy City,
Lying just across the great divide.
“Old man death” was once my enemy.
But, now he’s just an open door,
That leads to my eternal goal,
On that bright and golden shore!
My heart is filled with gladness!
Oh, what joy divine,
Just to know I’ve finally made it,
And all Heaven now is mine!
I’m captivated with all the beauty,
As I enter Heaven’s gate!
But, most of all I want to see Jesus,
And I don’t have long to wait!
With awe I look upon my Savior's face!
Then, I fall prostrate at His feet,
And as His glory surrounds me,
For the first time I feel complete!
Jesus wipes away my tears,
Oh, the feeling is sublime,
And all memories of life on earth,
Are gone in a moment of time!
Trouble and heartaches flee away!
They’re gone without a trace!
Fears and doubts disappear,
With one look upon His precious face!
Then, I hear my Blessed Saviour say,
“Your race is finally run!”
“You’ve fought a good fight,”
“And kept the faith!”
“Welcome home, My son!”
© Robert F. Dotson © 2008