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Just Let Me Be With Jesus
When I get to heaven, my mansion won't mean a thing,
I want to see Jesus my Lord and my King.
He's worth all the struggles, I've had here below,
Just let me be with Jesus, and bask in His glow.
You can have all the gold heaven's streets are made of,
You can have the gates of pearl, just give me Gods love.
Just to be with Jesus is reason enough for me,
Just let me be with Jesus for all eternity.
Just let me be with Jesus, in heaven someday,
Let me see Jesus, who washed my sins away.
I'll let you have my mansion, and all the riches there,
Just let me be with Jesus, for nothing can compare.
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By Charles E. Fitzgerald 02/13/2001
Lakeland, Florida
Copyright ©2001 Charles Earnest Fitzgerald
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