NOT LEAVING HOME TO SEE THE WORLD

I am leaving this world; I am going home!

A change must first take place

Whether dust to dust or to ashes. (*)

There is nothing left to trace.

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Man cannot always salvage,

Recycle, or amend.

All he can dare is say a prayer

Then to the hereafter send!

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Which, of course, is really nothing

For man has not the say.

God alone can read the timer

That tells us yea or nay.

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So when the yea comes time I will sing,

I will belt it out for real!

I will sing “Hallelujah glory,”

For that is how I will feel!

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The laughing angels gathering

Will sing along with me.

Of course, they know the song by heart

Whatever it will be!

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The Savior hears our song and smiles;

Another saint has come.

How precious in my sight they are

I love them every one!

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Like, you are either a saint or you ain’t!

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(*) Sorry DNA excluded.

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Sam Cox 01.8.04

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