Time, death, and life everlasting

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I wrote and posted this awhile ago. It still pleases me as a way of expressing my faith and the pain of this temporary world. MT

Sometimes, I hear a train in the distance at night. The sound is painful. Longing for the past – nostalgia – brings a similar feeling of pain. But I remember that,

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The past is dead –

all its pleasures dead and gone,

destroyed by time, at Your decree.

My sins are gone – all forgiven! –  

without any power over me.

So I am free.

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I remember Your judgments –

Your deeds in time sustain me.

Fresh are David’s pardon,

Samson’s sanctification,

the garments Your servant Dorcas made.

Forever fresh are 

Your sorrows,

Your cross,

Your glory.

 

Your love, Lord Jesus, lives forever –

real, true, and blessed,

it is eternal!

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1 John 2:17 

And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the will of God abideth for ever.

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