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November
24, 1996
The
Lost
We
see them distant, glowing tread
upon
their heav'nward way
these
saints of God from death redeemed
through
blood so freely spilled.
We
see them sing in distant joy,
our
end so far from theirs,
who
seek and serve the greatest love;
that
glory we abhor
And
as we cringe in mortal dread
of
Him whom they adore
two
words alone our fear torment:
We
knew!
Dear
God in heaven our judge alone
we
knew, and laughed to scorn the truth
of
true freedom freely giv'n.
We
knew, and know, and weep in pain,
who
now live here in death,
removed
fore'er from utmost love...
...and
pow'rless to change.
Tim
Rigby was talking this morning,
about
what I can't recall,
but
these words sprang to mind.
If
we reject our Lord we die for that rejection,
not
because we do not live
but because we stay in death.