Father, into your hands I commit my spirit (Luke 23:46; NIV).
1. May I greet my death
With open hands,
Leaving this troubled world
And life’s demands,
Quitting these lonely hills
And shining sands,
Ready to face
Your darkest shadowlands.
2. May I welcome death
Leaving this worn-out body
Longing to seek your presence
Closer to you, by far,
3. May I cross death’s sea
And step ashore
Into your waiting arms,
As you restore
My body, health, and strength.
Then I’ll explore
Our oneness, Lord, in love
We know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them (1 John 4:16; NIV).
1. Yea, though I walk in the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me (Psalm 23:4; KJV).
2. The dust returns to the ground it came from, and the spirit returns to God who gave it (Ecclesiastes 12:7; NIV).
If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me (Jeremiah 29:13; NLT).
3. God will redeem me from the realm of the dead; he will surely take me to himself (Psalm 49:15; NIV).
While he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him (Luke 15:20; NIV).
When we die and leave this earthly body …we will have a house in heaven, an eternal body made for us by God himself (2 Corinthians 5:1; NLT).
His unfailing love toward those who fear him is as great as the height of the heavens above the earth (Psalm 103:11; NLT).
I love you, Lord (Psalm 18:1; NLT).
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