By Morning

Several weeks ago, a call came to my house, please come over hurriedly, for he is almost gone, at a small run down apartment, on the other side of town, where gathered all his children, but his wife was not around, 83 and dying, with a smile upon his face, his kids all thought him crazy, but I could see the grace as he pointed up toward heaven, he could see her smiling down, with a whole host of angels, gathered all around.

You will be with me by morning, you'll hold me once more, we'll cross that crystal river, and walk along the shore, we'll behold the face of Jesus, as He sets upon His throne, all the tears are wiped away, and we'll never be alone

Then a glow filled the room,,,,,,,,,and an angel did apear,,,,,,they heard a familiar voice,,,from a mother they loved so dear,,,,,

She said my children, don't be afraid, forge has come to me, it's time to cross that river and stand beside the sea

You will be with me by morning, you'll hold me once more, we'll cross that crystal river, and walk along the shore, we'll behold the face of Jesus, as He sets upon His throne, all the tears are wiped away, and we'll never be alone