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Chris
Poems
May 2010
When I am gone (A poem for my funeral)
When I am gone and one, or two
Are huddled on a funeral pew
Then this one thing I ask of you
Don't lie about the man you knew
For by the bloating of my name
You'll nullify the one who came
Who bore the fullness of my blame
And died in such disgraceful shame
Know that every sin which you recall
Those times I drove you up the wall
My secret sins made these look small
Their evil horror would appal
Yet every crime against my king
Was matched by grace astonishing
Every joy a gift releasing
Freedom from my sin convicting
For long before the world began
My God had forged a stunning plan
Despite the dirt of my life's span
The great God loved this sinful man
So mourn or shrug as you feel right
But do not fret about your plight
My God will keep you in his sight
A glorious help in darkest night
When I am gone and one or two
Are huddled on a funeral pew
Lift up your eyes and look anew
For Jesus Christ is calling you
Inspired by Mark Ashton
Written by
Chris
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