For What It's Worth

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    "If tomorrow starts without me,
    And I'm not there to see,
    If the sun should rise and find your eyes
    All filled with tears for me;

    I wish so much you wouldn't cry
    The way you did today,
    While thinking of the many things,
    We didn't get to say.

    I know how much you love me,
    As much as I love you,
    And each time that you think of me,
    I know you'll miss me too.

    But when tomorrow starts without me,
    Please try to understand,
    That an angel came and called my name,
    And took me by the hand,

    And said my place was ready,
    In heaven far above,
    And that I'd have to leave behind
    All those I dearly love.

    But as I turned to walk away,
    A tear fell from my eye,
    For all my life, I'd always thought,
    I didn't want to die.

    I had so much to live for,
    So much left yet to do,
    It seemed almost impossible,
    That I was leaving you.

    I thought of all the yesterdays,
    The good ones and the bad;
    I thought of all that we shared,
    And all the fun we had.

    If I could relive yesterday,
    Just even for a while,
    I'd say good-bye and kiss you
    And maybe see you smile.

    But then I fully realized,
    That this could never be,
    For emptiness and memories,
    Would take the place of me.

    And when I thought of worldly things,
    I might miss come tomorrow,
    I thought of you, and when I did,
    My heart was filled with sorrow.

    But when I walked through heaven's gates,
    I felt so much at home,
    When God looked down and smiled at me,
    From His great golden throne,

    He said, "This is eternity,
    And all I've promised you."
    Today your life on earth is past,
    But here life starts anew.

    So when tomorrow starts without me,
    don't think we're far apart,
    For every time you think of me,
    I'm right here, in your heart "


    D.L. Moody said ....Some day you will read in the papers that D.L. Moody of East Northfield, is dead. Don't you believe a word of it! At that moment I shall be more alive than I am now; I shall have gone up higher, that is all, out of this old clay tenement into a house that is immortal- a body that death cannot touch, that sin cannot taint; a body fashioned like unto His glorious body. I was born of the flesh in 1837. I was born of the Spirit in 1856. That which is born of the flesh may die. That which is born of the Spirit will live forever.
     

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