I Enter
I saw this burning light
of glory to be made
The comfort of this place
would keep me safe
and I would feel no more pain
A throne of golden fire
would greet me There
of warm arms to hug me bare
Diamonds would escape from mine eyes
to wash His feet
His hands,
strong and cores
but soft and kind
With these hands,
He would take me There.
There were others,
so many others;
to greet me There
with warm arms to hold me Here.
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