BEYOND THE VEIL

How quick life's journey finds its end
As shadows press inside the gate
The clock winds down almost unheard
What's left to gain is now too late!

Youth was so vibrant at the start
The future filled with busy dreams
There was no time to fret or sigh
Were not the toys of life to glean?

How soon the Reaper passes by
The scent of dust is felt around
And mourners hear the silent groans
While teardrops fall without a sound.

The spirit rises through the mist
And dazzling lights come into view
A voice then beckons all to come
The righteous path is for the few.

Familiar faces can be seen
Of friends and family coming near
The welcome party rise in song
The end of suffering, death and fear!

The Gates of heaven open wide
The King is seated on His Throne
The voices of ten billion saints
Lift praise to Jesus Christ alone!

And then in wonder glory shines
As we behold His Paradise
Fulfilled in love through streams of Grace
Eternal life, His gift: the prize!
Ben Pent

ONE GRAND REUNION!

I pass by the graveyard

My loved ones lie there
As memories fall round me
Emotions I share.

The laughter of children

At mealtime and play
The stories at bedtime
Then mommy would pray.

But youth and adulthood
So quickly pass by
With pain and life's pleasure
Then death bids me cry.

But hope floods my darkness

From gloom and despair
The "tent" where they lived in
Is empty and bare!

The Day is approaching

We'll meet in the air!
The Rapture will take us
To meet with them there.

My soul fills with wonder

As joy floods my heart
With Jesus my Savior
We're not far apart!

B. Pent

HOME AT LAST

The clock of time that filled our days
With gifts of pain combined with praise
Were heaven's thorns to lead our path
To where sweet flowers always last.

Dear grieving loved ones left on shore
The home we've loved, we've traded for
The sounds and sights beyond compare
A place our Savior planned with care.

We heard the songs the angels sing
We felt the stirring of their wings
I wish you could have seen that sight
While heading Home, our upward flight!

We saw the lights within the Gate
The call to come! we could not wait!
For in the endless arms of grace
We felt a welcome to that Place.

The curse of death has been removed
All tears have ceased to flow today
Now in the presence of the King
We have no need for anything.
B. Pent