Death? It(He) waits for us all We will surely shed this clay. Death is what it's called. But it is written it's not the final play. To some it is bitter sweet If life in clay has been torture. It is when our maker we meet We will know for certain Our fate will be clear for sure. If a person knows not the Father How can they know where they stand? So to see it could very well be The Master may say "I never knew Thee" ... Another soul destroyed with the Wave of a hand. Not to be remembered is a Terrifying Final command.
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You truly have said it in a way as never before Bob. :-)
i am sure this is right!
Death?
It(He) waits for us all
We will surely shed this clay.
Death is what it's called.
But it is written it's not
the final play.
To some it is bitter sweet
If life in clay has been
torture.
It is when our maker we meet
We will know for certain
Our fate will be clear for sure.
If a person knows not the Father
How can they know where they stand?
So to see it could very well be
The Master may say "I never knew
Thee" ...
Another soul destroyed with the
Wave of a hand.
Not to be remembered is a
Terrifying Final command.
Just playin' with my food 8-P
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