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THE DAY WILL COME WHEN I WILL STAND, AT THE ENTRANCE TO THAT PERFECT LAND, AND THERE TO GREET ME WILL BE MY SON, WHO WILL GENTLY SHOW ME THOSE WONDRES TO COME.
IN THAT PLACE WHRE SUNSHINE NEVER ENDS, WHERE THE SHINING WATERS FLOW, THROUGH HILLS AND VALLEYS EVER GREEN, BATHED IN A HEAVENLY GLOW.
AND IN THOSE HEAVENLY HALLS I'LL FIND, THE LOVE AND BEAUTY THAT WILL ALWAYS BE MINE, AND ONCE AGAIN A MOTHER I WILL BE, TO THE SON I LOVE SO TENDERLY. |
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I HAVE A BOOK OF MEMORIES, ITS NOT UPON THE SHELF,
ITS DEEP WITHIN MY HEART, AND I KEEP THE KEY MYSELF,
I TURN THE KEY QUITE OFTEN, AND THINK OF BYGONE DAYS,
I MISS YOU NOW SO VERY MUCH, IN OH SO MANY WAYS. |
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