When That Last Evening Star Poem by Gert Strydom

When That Last Evening Star



When that last evening star
rises for me
and my last day fades away
into the long dark night
and life’s ship sails
to the endless shore,
let me meet the great Captain
who steered my life
and let His hand clench mine
and let Him still be
a friend and guide for me.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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