I know that I will be taken
shoulder high
to a celestial Kingdom foretold
located in realms beyond the
distant Sky.
I know that I will be adorned
in a tunic too bright to behold,
to meet with Saints and
dignitaries of the heavenly host,
in banquet halls where
we shall drink a toast
in honour of the Sapphire Throne
of His Majesty Divine;
at Whose bosom the martyrs dine.
Encomiums will the celestial orchestra
on me bestow, and on my head
will the saintly ring glow.
In the valley of mirth,
where the rivers of bliss flow,
will my earthly travails
be forever cleansed, that I may
like the saints before me be
eternally blessed.

------- Author's Notes -------

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