Sue hardly stirs at all now, apart from when the nurses give her a wash (when she did open her eyes), and her breathing is quite shallow. But the Lord can keep her in peace, because she has made her peace with Him - at the cross of Calvary.
The day will come, the day of death,
The day planned long ago;
When, earthly ties released, the soul
To Heaven or Hell must go.
For some it comes quite suddenly,
No warning at life's end;
For others – weakness, tears, and pain
Their final months attend.
But none can say "I will not go,
I do not wish to die,
I've things to do, a life to live" –
We cannot God deny.
For each of us must give account
Of all we've said and done;
And how we've treated Jesus Christ
The Saviour, God's own Son.
He saves from sin and death and Hell –
He saves, and He alone;
No works of ours, howe'er sincere,
Can for our sin atone.
Prepare to die, then, while there's time –
You do not know the date;
Trust in the Saviour, cry for grace
Before it be too late.
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