My youngest sister was suddenly removed from this scene on Dec.23, 2013
which made me dwell on the death of the saints, for “precious in the
sight of the Lord is the death of His saints”  (Ps. 116:15)

The graveyard of the saints I love,
their death most precious is,
their souls are with the Lord above,
where always they are His!

The graveyard testifies of lives,
God owned already here,
their story our faith revives
in a transcendent sphere!

Of all their weaknesses and faults
now there is nothing told,
their story Calv´ry´s grace exalts
which does me, too, uphold!

The messenger of death may take
from me my dearest friend,
the pact of grace his faults can´t break,
his soul Christ will defend!

So death and grave I will not fear,
they still may make me cry,
but Christ will wipe away each tear
in love and grace – that´s why!

Dec. 31, 2013
jn