Willie Joyner Poet I do not know?

How Sweet It Is

I woke up one morning and heard the Lord calling,
                       calling for me,for me to come home.

              For they in a distance I saw my Lord Jesus, with nail 
                       scared hands and a robe white as snow.

              How sweet it must be up there in Heaven, were all our
                            friends and love ones have gone.

                    No tears,no fears,no pain or no sorrows,
                           How sweet it is to be going home. 



                                   Willie Sidney Conrad Joyner

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