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When my day of persecution comes
No tears are to be shed for me
Standing before this spiritual battle
I have prepared on fallen knees

When the right to my bible is denied
And my faith picked and ripped apart
Not one tear to fall from your cheek
God's word is stored safely in my heart

When I am threatened to stand in silence
God's word I am not permitted to utter 
Any tears forming in your eyes, hold back
Strength I have received from my Father 

As I declare loudly before a lost world
Jesus is Lord and every knee will bow
Hold back any signs of sorrow, in your eyes
For I promise this is not the end, not now

When in shackles I am bound
Beaten and drug onto the street
Wipe any tear from your eye
Victory is mine, for I know not defeat

As I am delivered up before the rulers 
My mind will not ponder on what to say
Let not the salt of a tear touch your mouth
For God has prepared my words this day

This evil world, will try and rob my soul
I stand prepared, I long to see my Savior's face
Weep not in fear, for I will stand secure
Covered in the blood and God's amazing grace

Whether I am called away or put to death
As the church battles in continuous debate
Weep not for me, my race is run 
I have entered inside the eastern gate

If only you could see what is in front of me
Suffering compares not to what my eyes behold
Rejoice, sadness will never enter in
As tears will never stain Heaven's streets of gold

I am home at last, secure in the arms of Jesus
His paradise is where I have so longed to be
I am happy, free, at peace and alive
Please, do not cry for me

- Donetta Harless
   July 9, 2016

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