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Ours

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A hard swallow it will be...
When in our mouths we will eat
     and savor the sweet,
But in our guts we must endure
     the sour of the hour.

Wrapt in glorious victory...
Seeing Jesus face to face
     forever now in His embrace,
But sick to our stomachs,
     knowing the hands that pushed
          His free gift of love far and far away
               will for eternity
                     find their hands
                          empty.

So full of hope
And so full of dread,
So great and glorious
And so terrible, too,
On this day the last,
The Father judges none,
Ours is the Son.
 

Revelation 10:8-10
Joel 2:31
Acts 17:31
John 5:22

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by J Alan R
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