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How we face the end of life it will be the final test.
When it is said and done Peace with God is a
promise of salvation. In his arms, I will finally rest.
When I leave this world, I wait to see his loving face,
and soothe the pain with a promise of his loving grace.
My walk may be weak, but His holy word brings comfort
in the words, my soul will keep.
When my eyes close to the ultimate sleep.
On the birth of spring, the warmth of Angels softly sing,
the light show the way, come night or day, the peace
reaches out in the prayers I pray.
In this world, no one can stay,
The light of tomorrow will guide