Ashes to ashes; Dust to dust...
That is what they say is a must!
Return to peace and return to the King.
From versus of a southern ritual we sing.
For men born of a woman, but has a short time to live,
During your lifetime, it is best to give, give, give.
The keys to heaven we hold in our heart,
With that our souls with the King will never part.
No one knows when that call back to him will be,
'Til then we just have to obey yet live free.
The impression you leave here on earth,
Will determine your existence and worth.
Judgment day will seperate the ones who have faith and the ones without,
On that day, there would be no need for anymore doubt.
The word has come to fruition and reality sets in,
For those who obeyed and have faith may enter the gates no matter what the sin.
Our souls cry out in joy,
Our voices lifted up in rejoice.
Our hearts filled with unconditional love,
The gates of heaven we fly through like innocent doves.
Sunday, February 7, 2010
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RIP Grandma Berry...I love you and miss you! I know you're watching me down from heaven.
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