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Written by S.C. Mitchell
8th October 2020 


When we enter the gates of the
City of God - will we carry our sheaves
In our hands ? - will our tears have wetted
The hardened clods - to water the fallow ground ?
Can we say to the Lord - that we did our best - for 
The good of our country and King  ? - or - when
Ordered to muzzle our vocal cords - did we 
Open our mouths wide - and sing ? 

Did we carry our cross - as He 
Said we should - in honour of His 
Holy name ? - and did we say that we 
Were among the Redeemed - or 
Lower our eyes in shame ?

Oh my friends - may we never forget 
The price - our Saviour paid - so that we
Could be free - when He hung exposed - between
Heaven and Hell - as He suffered for you and me - but
Death could not hold Him captive - when He broke 
The chains of our sins - then opened the way 
Into Heaven's gates - to welcome His 
Children in .

So - I'll sing of my wonderful
Saviour - and I'll walk where the
Faithful have trod - 'til - I enter His gates 
With thanksgiving - with my hand in
The hand of my God .


Many blessings to all my friends here on this wonderful 
site ... I pray that each one of you is well in spite of the 
situations that confront you each day ... but most of all I
pray that you will know the love and peace of the Lord 
Jesus Christ ...  and His help and comfort with you
every single day ....

God bless you all 
Now and always 
Amen .


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