THROUGH THE VEIL
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I KNOW THAT ONE DAY MY LIFE SURELY MUST CLOSE
AND MY HANDS WILL GROW WEAK, COLD AND PALE
BUT I WORRY NOT A MINUTE; I FEAR NOT TOMORROW
FOR I KNOW TRULY I’LL, GO THROUGH THE BRIGHT VEIL
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THOUGH FROM ME GO LOVED ONES, BIDDING LIFE HERE ADIEU
ALL LIFE IS A VAPOR, A GUST OF WIND’S GALE
BUT SORROW IS MUTED, AND FLEETING BECAUSE
I’LL SEE THEM AGAIN, WHEN I’VE PASSED THROUGH THE VEIL
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THE TROUBLE I FACE, TEMPTATION SO SORE
IT WEARS ON MY SOUL, AND MAKES MY HEART FRAIL
BUT SHORT LIVED TWILL BE, MY TRIALS I KNOW
THEY’LL ALL BE BEHIND ME, WHEN I PASS THROUGH THE VEIL
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DEATH IS A VEIL,
A COVERING DIVIDE
BETWEEN THIS LIFE AND THAT
FROM WHICH NO MAN CAN HIDE
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BUT FEAR NOT, GOD’S CHILDREN
THERE’S HOPE EVEN IN DEATH
YOU’LL LIVE ON IN GLORY
WHEN GONE IS YOUR LAST BREATH
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And I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, Write, Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth: Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labours; and their works do follow them.
Revelation 14:13
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