I heard this in the publicity surrounding Ruth Graham's recent death. Wow. I really like the line "Anticipating joy is itself a joy".
And when I die I hope my soul ascends slowly So that I may watch the earth receding out of sight Its vastness growing smaller as I rise Savoring its recession with delight Anticipating joy is itself a joy And joy unspeakable and full of glory Needs more than in a twinkling of an eye More than in a moment Lord, who am I to disagree? It’s only we have much to leave behind, So much before. These moments of transition will, For me, be Time to adore.