Hold This Truth

If death should take my breath, my dear,
    Shed just a tear for me.
Your time to mourn will not be long;
A day of joy will come along,
    Then freed from pain you'll be.

The grave will hold my fleshless bones;
    I will return to dust.
My life will be in death's embrace,
A somber room, a lonely place;
    To darkness I'll be thrust.

Recall the things that we went through
    While still in early bloom.
When we were young and full of hope,
We met with tests and had to cope
    But rose above the gloom.

But now that we are old and gray
    And near the end of life,
Reserve within your heart and mind
That death cannot keep life confined;
    Be cheered, my lovely wife.

So hold this truth within your heart:
    You'll touch my face again.
The Sovereign Lord will soon reveal
That even death to him must kneel,
    And I will see you then.