Heaven
Everybody wants to go to Heaven,
Nobody wants to die.
But we cannot wear our earthly garment
To that wedding up on high.
We must put off this robe of flesh
To enter Heaven’s door.
We’ll wear a robe prepared by God,
And we’ll never die anymore.
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