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Jun 2016
A time prophesized that would appear
The final hour that has come near
The irony of fear
Judgment Day has arrived
There was people running looking for places to hide
But being God’s servant I will abide
My trust has always been in the Lord
His teachings of knowledge was always my accord
The books were opened
My soul was raptured up
I journeyed and arrived in Heaven
My days on Earth that was a final seven
The Angels welcomed me, and shook my hand
But it was the Lord at the throne being the caravan
Praises and harmony that stood out
Joy being my thankful shout
Gold and Silver everywhere around Heaven
Earth was a good-bye
Heaven being a new beginning and I would be the try
My Faith that stood up
My praise having a testimony
Being a miracle of behold
Salvation is about being bold
Death wanted to stop me
Warmth intervention displayed for all to see
Heaven carried me along, but Earth was something that made me spiritual strong.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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