Don't Grieve For Me

Bible Scriptures:
And I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, Write, Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth: Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labours; and their works do follow them. (Re 14:13)
When I’ve been to my last service,
And fades softly on the air,
The notes of the last song for me,
And then the final prayer;
When friends arise and slowly walk
Down the long church aisle,
For that last look at my cold corpse,
As they pass in single file.
There may be words of flattery,
And some may even sneer,
Some may sob, and some may cry,
Some may not shed a tear.
But be what may, this much I know,
I will no longer care;
No earthly voice can reach my ear,
As I climb that “Golden Stair.”
Now, pen in hand, I’m writing to you –
This is my last request,
Don’t grieve for me; don’t wish me back;
For I am one most blessed.
I have a hope beyond the grave;
I am secure in God’s great love.
I leave this world with all its cares
For a mansion up above.
Though it be hard, please wear a smile;
Rejoice, and praise our God!
‘Tis only this old shell of mine
You place beneath the sod.
-Edna Blubaugh –