Of course until a little while ago,
I would not have expected to be here;
not only that, but free---too---of the fear
that this is only temporary. Oh,
this vast, far garden is more beautiful
than any ever heard of, ever seen.
(The old, in comparison, is mean,
and crude, and evil; as was, once, my soul).
I thought, before: I have what I deserve
(and still do), but events took quite a swerve.
I had not thought to die beside the King,
to have, from Him, a promise that would bring
me to this lovely and refreshing place:
not by my works but, solely, by His Grace.