Keep Looking Up

 

 

 

Brianna is asleep, but not for long

 

The grave is not where she belongs

 

There is no death; Brianna is only asleep

 

And very soon many rewards she will reap

 

Jesus defeated death for all who believe

 

He loves us more than our minds can conceive

 

The grave couldn't hold Him and Satan won't win

 

For our Savior lived a perfect life, without sin

 

Our Lord is returning; the time is soon

 

We know not the hour- morning, night, or noon

 

Trumpets will sound and our Jesus we'll see

 

He will gather believers in sweet victory

 

We will see Him returning from the east

 

All believers' suffering will abruptly cease

 

Jesus will call her and she shall arise,

 

your Brianna, beautiful, before your eyes

 

Your will be there, right by her side

 

Forever with the Lord, you shall abide

 

When He gathers us up, no more shall we mourn

 

With Jesus, every day will be a "New Morn"

 

We must wait a bit longer for that glorious day

 

Then no more in a cold, dark grave shall she lay

 

So keep looking up, to our Jesus above

 

Every eye shall see Him coming, in glory and love

 

We will be going with Jesus to our heavenly home

 

No more this evil, sinful earth shall we roam.

 

 

Annee Moore

 

May 2015