Friday, April 10, 2015

Before His Throne by C. Huntington

Before His Throne 
by C.Huntington 
If I may stand before His throne,
And look upon His face,
What shall I care that oft, alone,
Like Him, I ran my race.
 
Safe on thy ever blissful plains,
My heart’s own treasure gathered there;
Farewell, forever, sins and pains,
Farewell, bereavement, sorrow, care!

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