“Blessed Assurance”

I think about the future;

That coming glorious day,

When my Savior comes to me,

And calls my soul away.

‘Tis a sweet and glorious thought,

For I have no fear, you see;

I just long to see my Savior,

Who died to set me free.

It really doesn’t matter,

I’ve come to understand;

How the Savior takes me,

To that blessed promised land.

I know that when He calls me,

By rapture or by death;

He shall cloth me with His glory,

When I draw my final breath.

The door of Heaven will open,

The clouds will roll away;

I’ll see that golden city,

On that great eternal day.

My Savior will meet me there,

I’ll feel His sweet embrace;

I’ll bare His glorious image,

As I look upon His face.

Then I’ll meet my loved ones,

All those who died in grace;

What a great reunion,

In that happy holy place.

As I think upon these things,

I have no fear nor dread;

Only sweet assurance,

Of what lies just ahead.

“Even so, come, Lord Jesus,”

Take your people to the sky;

I’m ready; yea, I’m eager,

To take my flight on high. 

                                                                                          By Pastor F. M. Riley

                                                                                          November 23, 2005

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Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!

O what a foretaste of glory divine!

Heir of salvation, purchase of God,

Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.  

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    “These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life, and ye may believe on the name of the Son of God.”

                                                                                           1 John 5:13

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