Tuesday, May 3, 2016

The Final Flight

“And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest” (Psalm 55:6).

“Then we … shall be caught up together … to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord” (1 Thessalonians 4:17)

Some day I’ll take that final flight,

No bags to check, no crowds to fight;

No more enormous airport halls,

Security, or late flight calls;

I’ll rise to meet my Saviour there,

Upon the cloud, yes in the air,

My destination, heaven fair.

No bags to check, no gate to find,

I’ll leave my earthly goods behind;

My boarding pass secure in Christ,

He paid it all, a gift unpriced;

My passport to that glorious place,

His blood, His death, His wondrous grace;

I soon shall see Him face to face.