At first its strange,
It can derange,
In the interim it will leave you aghast,
As you rearrange,
It's then you'll exchange,
Your thoughts with those from your past.
For this you've prayed,
What's gone won't fade,
It will live inside you forever,
So, don't be afraid,
You've made the grade,
This was your life's endeavour.
When you arise,
Open your eyes,
Such wonders are there to be seen,
No need to revise,
You've won top prize,
It truly is a beautiful scene.
Don't feel doubt,
The truth will come out,
Don't rush you have plenty of time,
Remain devout,
Stand tall and stout,
For eternity you'll be in your prime.
You've got to believe,
If you want to receive,
His promise of eternal life,
Yes, you'll grieve,
If you attempt to deceive,
The alternative is living with strife.
What reassures,
Is what one endures,
Means with faith and honesty you were driven,
What faith procures,
Is this can be yours,
I know,
‘' This Was Written In Heaven ‘'
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