When That Day Comes (poem)

When that day comes,
When I see life grows dim,
Of many full days gone,
I pray for my faith to win.

When that day comes,
When I am old and weak,
From life’s struggles,
I pray that His praises I speak.

When that day comes,
When I can no more feel,
Or see the light that appears,
I pray I’ve fully lived God’s will.

When that day comes,
When I see the end is near,
Like the twilight’s here,
I pray I’ve lived in holy fear.

When that day comes,
When I need to say goodbye,
On earth where I pass by,
I pray His name I’ve lifted high.

When that day comes,
When I know my life shall end,
On this earthly place I stand,
I pray that I am in His hand.

When that day comes,
When this life I am to leave,
Of transient days and time,
I pray it showed in Him I believed.

When that day comes,
When I end this earthly race,
When I fought the good fight,
I pray I kept my faith by His grace.

This is a fruit of my pondering on the recent loss of our church due to the passing of our former Pastor and our Senior Pastor days ago.

I realized all the more how life is meaningless without the Lord Jesus Christ.

“Yes most certainly, and I count all things to be a loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus, my Lord, for whom I suffered the loss of all things, and count them nothing but refuse, that I may gain Christ and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own, that which is of the law, but that which is through faith in Christ, the righteousness which is from God by faith, that I may know him and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, becoming conformed to his death, if by any means I may attain to the resurrection from the dead. Not that I have already obtained, or am already made perfect; but I press on, that I may take hold of that for which also I was taken hold of by Christ Jesus.”

– Philippians 3:8-11 (WEB)

Published by Deborah Agustin

A High School Teacher who loves to write.

12 thoughts on “When That Day Comes (poem)

  1. This poem presents beautifully the believer’s noblest purpose, it really touched my heart. It reminded me of dear brethren who have departed to be with their Lord, and how our sadness is for a season. God bless you sister Deborah.

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