Shall I walk down cement streets,
Knowing one day they'll be paved with gold?
Shall I look at loved ones,
Knowing one day I'll see the ones passed on?
Shall I look at the Word,
Knowing one day I'll speak with Him?
Shall I do all these things,
Knowing one day I'll stand at the judgement seat of Christ,
And walk to Eternity.
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