Waiting

"Some day the Lord Himself shall come,
I cannot tell how soon 'twill be;
But this I know, in heaven, my home,
He has a place prepared for me.

" Before He comes, if death befall,
How sweet to rest with Christ in light:
For unto Him, my All in All,
My soul shall swiftly take its flight.

"The silver cord may fail or break;
But, death, O death, where is thy sting ?
For, oh the joy, when I shall wake
Within the palace of the King !

"To sleep, or wait for Christ, is well-
I would not choose which it shall be;
Content to know that I shall dwell
For evermore, my Lord, with Thee."

May be sung to the tune "Saved by Grace."