When the silver cord is broken,
And we bid our friends farewell,
And the soul to God, who gave it,
Shall return with Him to dwell;
When we gaze in silent rapture,
On our many mansions fair;
We shall know how sweet the promise
Of a home, forever there.
When we meet and know each other,
And behold our Saviour's face,
When we join the noble army
Of the ransomed, saved by grace,
O how light will seem the burden,
And the cross, that now we bear,
When our Lord repeats the promise
Of a home, forever there.
There's a grand and mighty anthem,
That we cannot learn to sing;
Till we welcome at the feet of Christ, our King;
Till with all the just made perfect,
Crowns of vict'ry we shall wear;
Then we'll praise Him, for the promise
Of a home, forever there.
Ecclesiastes 12:6-7: "Before the silver cord is loosed, or the golden bowl is broken, or the pitcher is shattered at the fountain, or the wheel is broken at the well. Then dust will return to the earth as it was, and the spirit will return to God who gave it". The "silver cord" symbolizes the delicate, vital connection between body and spirit, representing the fragility of life and the moment of death when the spirit separates and returns to God. A body and a spirit, when joined, make a living soul.
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