Our Sunday morning church service was filled with wonderful amazing hymns.
I sang with an overflowing (and loud) heart.
One of my favorite hymns was on the line-up:
“Hark, I Hear the Harps Eternal.”
I almost always cry during verse 3:
Some have cross’d before us safely
to that land of perfect rest.
Can you hear them singing faintly
in the mansions of the blest?
Praise the Lamb.
Glory to the great I AM!
What a joyous way to think of our loved ones who believed in Christ and have been called home!