That Heavenly Home
The angels came for her,
And took her home to be with God.
She laid aside her temporary house,
The one that was made from sod.
She put on a white robe
And a shining crown,
And danced all around God’s throne,
In that heavenly place, not made with hands,
That she now calls home.
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