The Morning Dew
when death comes knocking on my door
and angels start to sing
and i have breathed my final breath
and bells will toll for me
then will i know i’ll be released
from life’s imprisonment
and freedom will open the door
to all that’s heaven sent
all pain from separation from
the only love i’ve known
will dissipate like morning dew
whence daybreak’s sun hath shown
so please do not grieve for my soul
rejoice for time hath come
for we are once again married
in our Lord’s pure kingdom
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