Thank you !

My latest sun is sinking fast ,
My race is nearly run ;
My strongest trails now are past ,
My triumph is begun .

I know I’m nearing the holy ranks
of friends and kindred dear ,
For I brush the dews on Jordan’s banks
The crossing must be near .

I’ve almost gained my heavenly home ,
My spirit loudly sings ;
Thy holy ones , behold ,they come !
I hear the noise of wings .

O , bear my longing heart to Him ,
Who bled and died for me ;
Whose blood now cleanse from sin ,
And gives me victory.
Jan Bagwell
Thank you and God bless you that are my friends and read my humble
writing .