E-verlasting bliss is felt,
L-ovingly given by the Father;
V-ictory over the second death
I-s really the greatest
E-ver.
B-liss is everlasting,
O-ffered by the Almighty;
Q-uest for eternal life,
U-ntil you find the glory.
E-arly seventeenth of May, let not your walk go amiss;
O-pen your heart and soul to everlasting bliss.
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