When the time comes upon us for one to go on home,
We’ll not fret for the one who’s left, this earth to roam.
That one is in His care, we trust with all our heart ~
In His ability to hold the one who is left, and never part.

Why should I worry if I leave you here? Gods on His Throne. 
He is so enabled, to keep you in His hands, when I am gone.
We love each other and we do trust in the Mighty He ~
Who will send down His love for you, to have the victory.

If its me who is left, sure I will cry, but I will try to look up,
To the Master of all, and He’ll help me drink from the bitter cup.
But He will hold the one who is left. He is still on the Throne ~
And He will be with that one of us, ‘til we too, come on home.

Let us not worry or fret about being alone. Our hearts are one.
When that time comes to us, we’ll go to the Father through the Son.
He will rock the cradle for His children, tho it be day or night,
And in a vision or a dream he may bring the other into sight.

Whatever happens, we trust He will be our Head to think ~
Or should trouble come on us, He’ll be beside us in an eyes blink.
He was our yesterday and He promised tomorrow, He’d bring us home.
So let us remember, in that day that God is still on His Throne.

 Copyright © Pearlie Duncan Walker

 November 30, 2002

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