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In Loving Memory

"C. M." Clarence M. Morrison, Jr.

January  15, 1916 - February 8, 2004

 

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If you could see where I have gone,

the beauty of this place

and how it feels to know you're home.

To see the Saviors face,

to wake in peace and know no fear,

just joy beyond compare.

While still you miss me yet

you wouldn't want me there,

If you could see where I have gone.

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If you could see where I have gone,

if you had made the trip with me.

You'd known I didn't go alone,

My Savior came with me.

When I awoke, he was by my side

and reached down with his hand,

said "Hurry, your going home

to a grand and glorious land."

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"Don't worry over those you love

for I am not just with you.

Don't you know with you at home

they'll long to be here too."

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If you could see where I have gone,

and see what I've been shown.

You'd never know another fear

or ever feel alone.

You'd marvel at the care of God,

his hand on every life

and realizes he cares.

He bears with us with each stride

and he weeps when one is lost.

His heart is filled with pain,

but Oh the joy when one comes home.

A child at home again.

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If you could see where I have gone,

you could stay awhile with me,

could share the things that God has made

to grace eternity.

But, No, You couldn't ever leave,

Once Heaven's joy you'd know.

You couldn't bear to walk Earth's paths

once Heaven was your home.

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If you could see where I have gone,

you'll know we'll meet some day

and though I am parted from you now.

That I am just away.

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So Thank-You for living for the Lord,

for encouraging me to love him too,

to trust him and his word.

Now that I am home with him,

secure in every way,

I'm waiting here at Heaven's door

to greet you some sweet day.

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 ~AUTHOR UNKNOWN~

 

 

 

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