before the throne

Come, let us worship and bow down, Let us kneel before the LORD our Maker.

Psalm 95:6 NAS

Nine years ago yesterday, my Dad walked thru a gate made of a single pearl. He entered into a city whose foundations were made of many precious stones. My Dad took a walk down streets of pure gold. It was such a beautiful bright place. He came before the throne of God, and bowed down and worshiped the King, his King.

At the graveside service, my dear husband read this poem:

THE LIFE THAT COUNTS

The life that counts must toil and fight;
Must hate the wrong and love the right;
Must stand for truth, by day, by night…
This is the life that counts.

The life that counts must hopeful be;
In darkest night make melody;
Must wait the dawn on bended knee…
This is the life that counts.

The life that counts must aim to rise
Above the earth to sunlit skies;
Must fix its gaze on Paradise…
This is the life that counts.

The life that counts must helpful be,
The care and needs of others see;
Must seek the slaves of sin to free…
This is the life that counts.

The life that counts is linked with God;
And turns not from the cross…the rod;
But walk with joy where Jesus trod…
This is the life that counts.

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