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Sep 2014
My Grandmother would often sing “By and By”
The words involved would have understand
As a youngster, I began wonder
But when I became an adult, I had wisdom of yonder
Salvation never understood at first
But once Christ became a part of me, the By and By was my own scripture of “Cry through the try”
I have no questions
My statements are my indications
No mystery of By and By
It is an automatic element in giving Christ a try
Many non-believers have many questions of why
But I have a testimony and Christ is the creation of I
It took years to understand my Grandmother’s phrase of By and By
Yet it continues to be the wisdom with assurance and Christ being the influence
My Grandmother had the right idea
The By and By in helping us all too preserver
It’s a matter of taking the fear out and replacing with praise in shout
My Grandmother is in Heaven in her By and By
But her words are saying, “I sit high with thy”
Understanding comes with salvation learning
But when it comes to praise, you must have an urning
Cry through your try, while you are on your praying knees, lift your head up as Christ wants you to step up and your footsteps in where Christ has taken you, and where you will Continue to go forth
By and By, a life of where I am at, and my life full of promise of where I can reflect on that. My faith to believe and how my soul is truly relieved. By and By, My Grandmother and I encouraging all to think on thy.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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