Those Golden Stairs
My time will come to rest,
When I get over there.
My labor will be over,
When I climb those golden stairs.
So I will patiently await
My call to come upstairs.
I’ll work and trust in God-
The one who hears my prayers.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2016
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