At the End of Life’s Road

At the end of life’s road

We’ve a glo­ri­ous hope;

It’s the dream of a soul set free.

A pro­mise made by Je­sus

our Lord

A pro­mise to you and to me.

O yes

we’ve a pro­mise

That with Him we’ll be;

We’ll meet with Him face to face.

What sweet joy will fill us

When we’re re­unit­ed

Where He’s pre­pared us a place.

When He died on the cross

Paid the price for our sin

Felt torn from the Fa­ther He loved

He knew all the pain we soon would share

And rose then to vic­t’ry and life.

With our Fa­ther He waits

And will wel­come us home

Where sin

pain

and want are no more;

We’ll bask in the warmth of His great love

And live close to Him ev­er­more.