Thanatopsis

Thanatopsis

The time will come when mortal moments cease,
When breath will leave these lungs to draw no more.
It matters not my state of war or peace:
Death still shall come to knock upon my door.
Then I shall greet him not as foe, but friend,
For his is not the victory to gain.
Although, in time, my life may seem to end,
Eternity my soul will then attain.
For I have died already, yet I walk,
Alive because the Word did more than talk.

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