When Everything is Gone, My Faith Will Stay Strong

When all of the good times are over and Death is found standing over my shoulder.  What will I do?  Shall I cower?  Shall I climb to the top of the highest tower?  No, I will stand tall.   My faith in my God will not fall.  Even looking Death in the face, I know that he was defeated by grace.  Even if all of my wordly possesssions have turned to dust, my trust in the Lord will not fail me.