Body And SpiritThis mortal frame of flesh and clay
All too soon will pass away;
No permanence does it display,
From birth begins its slow decay;
Consumed at last by earth or flame
It will return to whence it came
But never fear, my anxious friend,
The body's death is not the end.
For spirit, indestructible
Lives on in realms ethereal
Eternal God, eternal soul
Shall live while endless ages roll.
We have a loving Father God
Whose Son these paths of earth once trod
And built a bridge to Heaven's sphere
For those who choose to walk it here.
So someday we may gather there
And ever in His Presence share.
Honoria A. Groves
February 2, 2002