THE OTHER SIDE
Author Unknown


This isnít death, itís glory!
It isnít dark, itís light.
It isnít stumbling, groping,
Or even faith, itís sight!

This isnít grief, itís having
My last tear wiped away.
Itís sunrise, itís the morning
Of my eternal day!

This isnít even praying,
Itís speaking face to face.
Itís listening, and itís glimpsing
The wonders of His Grace.

This is the end of pleading
For strength to bear my pain.
Not even painís dark memory
Will ever live again.

How did I bear the earth life
Before I came up higher,
Before my soul was granted
Itís every deep desire.

Before I knew this rapture
Of meeting face to face
That One who sought and saved me,
And kept me by His Grace!