R-each the promised land,
A-nd gain the glorious bliss;
U-se your faith, hope, and love,
L-et not your soul go amiss.
R-each the promised land,
E-ternal life is in store;
P-ure delight will be yours,
A-s you cannot ask for more.
T-ill the very last breath, always obey the Lord God's command;
O-n the twentieth of January, reach the promised land.
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Faith lends one an ear in the promised land. Well penned Bernard.++10 Robert
A heartfelt thanks, Robert for your inspiring response🙏🙏🙏