A Poem About Jesus
HE LIVED TO CRY,
HE LIVED TO DIE,
HE DIED TO GIVE,
THAT I MIGHT LIVE,
HE TOOK MY PLACE,
AND BY HIS GRACE,
ONE DAY I'LL SEE HIM,
FACE TO FACE.
AND WHEN I'M ON THAT OTHER SHORE,
WHEN ON MY PAST HE'S CLOSED THE DOOR,
AND OPENED WIDE THOSE PEARLY GATES WHERE DOWN A GOLDEN
STREET MY JESUS WAITS,
SHOUT HALLALUJAH I WILL RUN,
TO FIND ETERNITY HAS JUST BEGUN
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