Things He Promised

Things He Promised

 

When I can read my title clear,

To mansions in the sky.

I’ll bid farewell to every tear,

And wipe my weeping eyes.

 

Should earth against my soul engage

Then I can smile at Satan’s rage,

And fiery darts that he hurls,

For I’m protected from the world.

 

I know I’ll safely reach my goal

Where I can bathe my weary soul,

In seas of heavenly bliss, and not a

Wave of trouble roll across my reborn soul.

 

For the blood of Jesus Christ I met

And cleansed every sin and stain

And made me whole.

That’s what He promised me.

 

Stan Fortenberry