The Casket’s Triumphal Worship

When the mouth fills with moistened soil

a body rests, returning to dust.

The soul ascends and bows in awe at the sight of Him enthroned.

There sits a Savior ruling rightly,

finally all is just,

and I find the peace I’ve spent years searching for.

Now I eternally praise the one who made the heavens and earth,

while earth itself decays my physical remains and erases my memory.

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