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Today may be The Day The Clouds are ripped away And every pilgrim that's run the Race, Walked the Narrow, seeked Christ's face Will rise in the glowing crimson sky And to their Country will they fly.
Today may be The Day That all of sin and earth's decay Will eternally be no more, Away from the saints will they be tore No more death or wickedness, Only Life and rightousness.
Today may be The Day In the dewy grass I lay To be warmed by the Gleam Of Jesus, the Kingdom's Light and Beam. There will be no darkness nor no night, No longer walking by faith, but now by sight.
Today may be The Day In the golden streets we play Dressed in glistening pearl-white gowns, Dancing with joy to trumpet sounds, With whelling hearts, on bended knee, “Thou First and Last, we forever praise Thee!”
Today may be The Day When every soul in debt shall pay. There will be no defence and no excuse, You saw the Cross, but chose your noose, Heart rebelled, kept turned from God, Loved flesh's ways, walked sin's sod.
Today may be The Day Bride and Groom in fine array Will feast on love and intimacy For Love has been our only plea. The reason our souls the Lord did build, “True Love Ever After” now filfilled.

09 April 2003
Read your poem and love it. Very good. Thought provoking.