In this, our worldly home,
there is misery and pain
we toil and we labor . . .
but, it’s all done in vain.
We fight off the weariness,
from being disillusioned
we try not to faint under
the constant confusion.
All of our grueling work,
never seems to pay off
at times at our own selves
we can’t help but to scoff.
We still have hunger pangs,
our thirst is never satisfied
all our disappointments
are eternally magnified.
We feel the throb of sorrow,
we know the sting of grief
from sickness and death
we know there’s no relief.
In this, our worldly home,
the curse of sin always reigns
but, in our heavenly home . . .
nothing will cause us any pain!
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Revelation 22:3
King James Version
“And there shall be no more curse:”
Copyright 2014
Deborah Ann Belka
