I came across an account of Jim Boice's last days, which told of his elders coming around his deathbed and singing some of the hymns Boice had written a year or so earlier. What a moving picture! Here was one of the hymns, based on Romans 8:38-39:
What can separate my soul from the God who made me whole;
Who wrote my name on heaven's scroll? Nothing. Hallelujah!
Victors we are ordained to be by the God who set us free.
What can therefore conquer me? Nothing. Hallelujah!
We face death for God each day. What can pluck us from His way?
Let God's people ever say, "Nothing. Hallelujah!"
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