It may be today!

It may be today my soul will

   take its flight,
To be with Him on high in Heaven's
   unsullied light.

This world is not my home I'm only
     passing through,
I'm here on business for my Lord His
    Holy will to do.

It may be that today my suffering here
   will cease,
And absent from the body be and
   joy in my release.

No more to gaze through darkened
    glass, but then to see
The Glory of my risen Lord, who
     loved and died for me.

Better far, maybe today, I'll hear the
   trumpet sound,
In life or death I'll hear the shout and
   with my Lord be found.

I'll see Him face to face - faith then
   gives place to sight,
And thus in resurrection bliss I'll
    share His glory bright.

Till then, O Lord, till then, whate'er
     Thy will may be
Come dwell with me until that day
    when I shall dwell with thee.

My heart Thy temple make, let me
   commune with thee.
Until I reach my home above, then
satisfied I'll be.

-William G. McCartney