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The Crossing
The time has come for me to go, I see the chariot near. The Angels are now coming for me, What wonderful music I hear! A heavenly light is shining above, My Savior’s dear face I see. He’s bidding me come over to the other side, Where endless joys are awaiting me. The trials that I have suffered here, Will be as nothing then. I’ll thank God for each one I’ve endured And for His help in holding out to the end. A crown is waiting for me there, And a robe of white I’ll wear. No more sickness, no pain, and no sad goodbyes, I’ll never again have a care. My children, I long to see you again, And I’ll meet you on that shore, If you prepare to meet the Savior, The one whom I adore. I pray for each of you, my loved ones, As I leave this earthly shore. I ask God to save and keep you, And to reunite us one day at Heaven’s door. The Master is calling my name now, He’s telling me all is well. I have fought a good fight, I have kept the faith, Now they’re ringing those Golden Bells. Swing low, Sweet chariot, Angels, come and take me on- A journey swifter than lightning, Carry me to my eternal Home.
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