Silky White Waters

Over silky white, silky white waters
Jesus is coming soon 
Over mountains and rivers threw streams
There is a place called heaven
Streets are paved with gold
There will be no more sickness
No more sorrows, and no more pain

Jesus is the lamb of God
That was slain for our sins
Suffered and died he did 
For the sins of this world
our sickness, our sorrows
Our heartaches and pain
By his stripes we are healed
Christ died and rose again
Christ made us a promise
No man knows not the hour
But the father that is in heaven
Knows when Jesus is coming again

Over silky white, silky white waters
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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