The Hospital Bench

I Sat there alone while the sky turned to grey,

I sat there along and started to pray.

While i sat there in silence my mind began to wonder,

The thoughts of fear in me grew stronger and stronger.

How will i be able to persevere through this endless fight?

How will i be able to survive through this dark lonely night?

They tell me that my case is serious, that i have no chance,

They they could have saved me if they had found it in advance.

There is nothing they can do for me, it is now far to late,

The only thing left is to now accept my fate.

As I sat on that hospital bench on that bleak November day,

I began to see hope as the Lord Showed me another way.

His way was not that of a life of suffering and enduring pain,

Nor was it a life where everyday I had to fight to Sustain.

There on that bench He showed me death should hold no fears,

That sorrow, pain and grief would no longer bring me tears.

Yet, awaiting my arrival are His loving caring hands,

His open arms awaiting to show me of his new plans.

My fate is no longer that of a life filled with fear and fright,

No, the thought of an eternity with my savior has brought a new delight.