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Mar 2012
Towards heaven we crawl
but along the way we brawl
through the dessert lost and weak
We search around week by week

For the land yet to be
Forever made for you and me
Peace at hand, a promise made
For the land forever laid

Straight from God who never quits
The light He bore, He promised it
Straight down from heaven He shall come along
the way that we are from

He died for us upon a cross
No more will we feel the loss
Of life and death you be sure
My God in heaven has found a cure
Pamela Loykowski
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