(written 2002)
Praise the Lord that Brad has flown,
flown from here unto his heavenly home.
Flying high on heavenly wing,
past ways and galaxies that brightly gleam,
through waters deep and incandescent,
gleaming heights so phosphorescent.
From the dark depths of night,
to yet brighter shades of light,
flying in angelic first class,
o’er the emerald amber Sea Of Glass,
and having only heard the story,
about the entrance of Glory,
and having only sung before,
about that glorious shining shore,
Brad’s whole and raptured sight
is now filled with Jesus’ light,
The One who cried on Calvary,
the One who died to set Brad free,
The One who suffered eternity,
to pay the sin price for you and me,
For both Jew and Greek he suffered shame,
while the world mocked his Holy name,
But now above He lives,
the mediator between God and man He is,
for any wandering sinner,
who wants to become a winner.
And so my friends with us rejoice,
to know that Brad once made that choice.
Now recently he has graced the heavenly gates so blue,
this November Twentieth, 2002.
A man of grace, who was saved by grace,
has now reached his final resting place.
Once a sinner, but no longer lost,
is our dear brother, Brad La’Coste.