The Best Is Yet To Come



Such abundant life fills the soul
When we come to know our King;
His Holy Spirit enters in...
And our hearts rejoice and sing.
Peace that passes understanding,
Hope and joy in God the Son,
Joint heirs with Jesus Christ our Lord…
And the best is yet to come.

One day, when we hear that trumpet…
Praise God! We shall fly away…
There to behold our Saviour’s face…
And bask in His shining ray.
We’ll see all our Christian loved ones
In that Home beyond the sky,
No more suffering, pain, or tears…
And no one shall ever die.

Oh, what a glorious meeting
When we see Jesus, our Lord;
Not a shade of worry or care…
We’ll praise Him in one accord.
Our minds can’t even imagine
All that lies beyond the sun,
But we know a place is prepared…
And The Best Is Yet To Come!


 “God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes;
and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying,
neither shall there be any more pain…
And he that sat upon the throne said,
Behold, I make all things new.”
(Rev 21:4-5)


~ Connie Campbell Bratcher - Jun, 2006 ~



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