Fear Not Death Pt. 2

We find our bodies, And patiently wait. Under the sod is, Our physical state. Souls are risen, In perfect form. Preisthood has given, What we call norm. You regain your body, And approach mine. You call a blessing, My spirit and flesh you bind. Satan's reign has ended. He's now chained down. To nothing he's blended, No temptation is found. We are able to be, In the presence of our Lord, To be able to be free, Or be bound with a cord. We'll all recieve glory, Depending on who we are. The amount to be free, According to our heart.