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Oct 2019
Quality of value
The Hour Glass being full
I am Heaven bound
Praises should be your sound
I will have a Heavenly home
My Soul has descended and flown
My eyes grew dim and weary
Yet living on Earth I always got teary
Don’t mourn
The Death Angel came
My expiration date became my time
The praises, blessings and redeemed were all mine
My Soul is glad
My praise reigns high
I will be residing with thy
The Earth I lived I am no more
The blessings throughout amount
I saw a mountain high in mount
See you in Heaven when the time is right
Don’t take my passing light
We shall unite again in God’s sight
I beam of light is guiding me up
It’s Heaven I shall see
Glory to God
Descended my Soul
Everlasting will now take hold
This is my eternity
Oh Heaven that city
I have fulfilled
But while you have the opportunity, keep praying still
With that is God’s will
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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