On That Day
We'll be friends there forever
The way we both always wanted
But somehow in this life could not achieve
We'll be huddled in the Almighty's breast
Next to his heart
At rest at last, in the bosom of Love
Stephen Pursell, 2004
But if not I'll soon be with the Father
With my Dad too, who's gone there to rest
Lord willing, one day it will happen
I will walk in the Way of the One
To march only to orders from on high
What rapture, what peace, what comfort
What wonder it must be
To do his bidding, not my own
Be it mine or another's
Only cradled in heaven's song
At peace and listening to the Voice
The deep rumble from the Aslan's throat
The Mighty Lion of Judah breathing
To hold to the One who saved me
Never again driven by anyone's idea
I pray this time I will rest
And breeze kisses my cheek
Where air fills my breast
Again to be head above water
If ever again I breathe
