A World Waiting To Be Claimed

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I once scorned ev’ry fearful thought of death, When it was but the end of pulse and breath, But now my eyes have seen that past the pain There is a world that’s waiting to be claimed.

Earthmaker, Holy, let me now depart, For living’s such a temporary art.

And dying is but getting dressed for God, Our graves are merely doorways cut in sod.

– Calvin Miller, The Divine Symphony (Minneapolis: Bethany, 2000), 139.

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