When Death Comes Comments

When death comes, O Lord, I'll slip away, to your valley and hills of infinite tranquility. Basking in your radiant diamond river, embracing in abundance, a life of the free. a life of the free that you desire for is attainable here on earth. we have to strive for it with all its inequalities...... God bless you dear. this is a very good poem. thank you. tony

The children of God do not have to fear death, for God has promises something far better than this life can ever offer. It's good to be reminded of this wonderful promise, especially during such a dark day. Thank you much.