And, wheresoe'er He sets His white
Steps, walk with Him those ways of light,
Which who in death would live to see,
Must learn in life to die like thee.
And, wheresoe'er He sets His white
Steps, walk with Him those ways of light,
Which who in death would live to see,
Must learn in life to die like thee.
Love, thou are absolute, sole Lord
Of life and death.
Come, lovely Name; life of our hope!
So from his living, and life-giving Death,
My dying Life may draw a new, and never fleeting Breath.
Love, thou art absolute sole Lord Of life and death
Let me so read thy life, that I
Unto all life of mine may die!
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories