The Restorer

I wish my words were carved into a rock,

engraved in stone forever, filled with lead.

I know that my Restorer is alive,

and in the end, He'll stand upon the earth;

and when my outer shell has been destroyed,

then in my body I will see our God!

I don't mean someone else on my behalf,

but I myself will see Him with my eyes!

I'm overwhelmed by just the thought of it.