WELCOME HOME PILGRIM

I do not quite know what is happening

But then I do not much care,

Because as I dwindle down with age

The will to care is not there.

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It is probably a good thing

To be insensitive,

You are less inclined to worry about

How long you have got to live.

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Of course, you have got to worry some,

What else you got to do?

I cannot climb trees no more

It hurts to tie a shoe.

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I am going home, it will not be long.

That effervescent glow

Reflecting from my shining down

Contends I want to go!

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“Well, where you all going?” you ask.

And I say, “Where do you think?”

I much prefer my heavenly home

To that infernal stink!

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“What makes you think you have a choice?”

“Not think, my friend, I know.

I am prepared for heaven’s domain!

The Bible tells me so!”

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If you believe in Christ, God’s Son;

Confess your sins and pray,

You too can have this confidence

To hear the Savior say:

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“You may enter ransomed child,

It is nothing that you have done.

I died for you!  I paid sin’s price,

So welcome home, my son!”

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Sam Cox 01.04

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