That Farthest Shore

       Sunday morning, I think something spiritual is in order. I just finished this on Friday last, (9/2/11) and in the nick time for this morning’s sermon.

That Farthest Shore

 My body is but a vessel,

 for the being that I am.

 So, I won’t bear no worldly troubles,

 into the Promise Land.

 

 I will take no earthly tortures,

 no wounds, nor human pains,

 and the hurt this body feels,

 shall rest, with my remains.

 

 Then I will go, and dwell in peace,

 upon that farthest shore.

 And in comfort and tranquility,

 I shall live forever more.

 

  Jack Downing

Sept. 2011