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Saturday, August 31, 2013

No More Night (Strength in Hymn)

“No More Night”
by Walt Harrah



The timeless theme, 
Earth and Heaven will pass away. 
It's not a dream, 

God will make all things new that day. 
Gone is the curse from which I stumbled and fell.

Evil is banished to eternal hell.



No more night. 
No more pain.
No more tears. 
Never crying again. 

Praises to the great "I AM." 

We will live in the light of the risen Lamb.




See all around, now the nations bow down to sing.
The only sound is the praises to Christ, our King. 

Slowly the names from the book are read. 

I know the King, so there's no need to dread.



No more night. 
No more pain.
No more tears. 
Never crying again. 

Praises to the great "I AM." 

We will live in the light of the risen Lamb.




See over there, 
it's a mansion, prepared for me,
Where I will live with my Savior eternally.






No more night. 
No more pain.

No more tears. 
Never crying again. 

Praises to the great I AM. 
We will live in the light of the risen Lamb.
We will live in the light of the risen Lamb.
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah!
Hallelujah to the risen Lamb!



This week, my sweet Aunt Nancy sent a note to my sister and brother and I while she was going through some of my mother's things after her death.


"Today I was doing a little cleaning and found a CD of the National Christian Choir. It has a song with a chorus that your mom told me helped her out when she thought about Adrienne’s death.  You probably did not know this.  The first two lines in particular were what she was referring to, "No more night.  No more pain.  No more tears. Never crying again…" Here they are, sung beautifully by the choir, probably including your mom’s voice."


Mom and I and Aunt Nancy
Yes, my mother recorded this CD (Tenth Anniversary Recording) with the NCC, a mass choir based near Washington, D.C.  She sang with them for many many years, even 20 years ago when my sister-in-law Adrienne passed away.  When Mom died last month, these words were running through my head as a comfort. I can almost hear her own voice singing it to me.  I just found the CD and transferred the song to my laptop and iPod.

The sunrise pictures in this post are from earlier posts on my main blog. I started a new job about two weeks ago and haven't had time to be taking lovely nature photos.  I'll have to get back to that!  I miss it keenly!  Even more, I miss my mother!  I can almost feel her kiss on my lips the last time I saw her.

Right now it is night in  more ways than one. There is much to mourn. And yet daily life goes on here.  My youngest daughters have both fallen asleep in my bedroom and it is time to send them to their own beds.  Morning will be here soon; hopefully in more ways than one. Until then, it is good to cry.

This post is part of my Strength in Hymn and In Memoriam series, as are the following posts:

Virginia Knowles


3 comments:

  1. Dear Virginia
    Your post has touched me deeply today! I cling to that great promise every time I suffer bad Fibro pain! Praying for your Pappa God to comfort you as you miss your mother. I am so glad you know that one day you two will be together again.
    Blessings XX
    Mia

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  2. Bless you, Virginia. Sending you love and praying for God's comfort.

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  3. My mom passed away twelve years ago, and I still miss her, but oh, the hope and joy of heaven. My the Father of all comfort continue to hold you close, Virginia. He is good and He is faithful.

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