Suffering first; then glory

The calling to suffer I sense drawing near; the spirit is longing—the flesh grips with fear;
Clenching the comforts this fading life brings; will I lose HIS life—or lose everything?

Suffering first; then Glory, Perfection only after pain,
Life for death OR death for life?
My loss will be his gain!

Was Father’s desire his Beloved to inflict—while all other children from anguish protect?
Not this loving Lord—the trials he shares; pain yet power to become Christ’s co-heirs.

One day in his presence without weeping we’ll sing; but for now our sweet tears are his drink offering,
Just like Jesus while weeping found grace to endure; “Not my will, but Thine, glory and honor are yours!”