on that final day

Luke and I both had an interest in walking through a grave yard together. We wanted to consider all of the unknown stories of people's lives. It made me think about death and my final day of life on earth. At the end, what will occupy my thoughts? What will grieve me? What will bring me joy?

I could die content if I knew that my fleeting life had been used to bring one soul closer to a saving knowledge of Christ. If one soul was given life because of God's work in my own life then it would be worth it all. It would be worth a life being lived. In a few generations, my life will be forgotten. Yet, the truths that have changed me and defined my life will live on. There will be so much joy on that final day.

On that final day
When I breath my last
I do not want applause
I long not for a crown

Fame is empty to me
My possessions may be burned
I give it no thought
For I will not die

There will be no cause for weeping
No reason to be lost in grief
I will have reached the end of my journey
I will lay perfectly at my Savior's feet

Only let me see a smile
From the ones that I love
Before I close my eyes
Before the end has come

If I had given joy to the man I adore
Then I could close my eyes in peace
If I had loved my Lord until that final day
I could leave this earth with no shadow of regret

But now give me my days
That I may serve those whom I love
And reach a soul with His truth
I have a story to tell

Let me die
But let Christ's truth in my life remain
Let me die
But with the assurance that I gave my all

If one soul was made alive again because of this fleeting life
Then, oh the joy of heaven's glory
But will my tears fall fast and hard
If I see lost souls remaining because of work undone?

Let me stay, one moment longer
To tell a story
To proclaim His glory
Then let me go home

Let me leave this earth in tears of joy