
Take Us Home:
Date: Friday, 16th October 2015 @ 04:28:45 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: richard_campbell
O when the Lord come
He will take us home
He will wipe our eyes
He will fill our heart
with joy, son.
O when the Lord comes
We will shout for joy
We will praise the Lord
We will bend our knees
and workship him.
O when the Lord comes
death will be no more
sin will be destroyed
pain will be dissolved
sickness will be gone, forever.
O when the Lord comes.
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