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He Gave Up His Life,
On This Earth`s Old Sod,
To Make A Way,
To The Very Portals of `GOD`

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Yes, "I Am The Door",
His Mighty Words Proclaim,
"Out Of Me Flows Living Water,
From My `Father`s` Domain".

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On The `CROSS` He Willingly Gave,
All He Possibly Could Give,
Took On OUR Sins,
There, On `GOLGOTHA`S` Hill.

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Ah, Death Could Not Hold `Him`,
No Stake, No Chains, Nor Stone,
Three Days In The Grave,
Then He `AROSE`!, Reclaiming His
`Mighty Thrown`.

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Though Your Little Body Is Broken,
And Your Eyes Grow Dim,
He`s Your Guiding Light,
Take His Hand, Trust Him.

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A Beautiful Mansion He Offers,
No More Tears, Nor Pain,
To Be Able To Run And Play,
Like A Child, Once Again.

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So, Don`t Cry ,
Little `Soul`,
You`ll Soon Be Free,
All The Wonders Of Heaven,
And `FATHER GOD`, You Shall See.

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Even Come, Now ,
`LORD JESUS`,
With Loving Hope -- We Pray,
Our `Souls` Mount Up With Wings Like `Eagles`---
Then We All Shall - -
`Fly Away'~~~

_____ "AMEN!"_____

Always~~John-Paul

Arranged with love: Rachel