To Be Absent From the Body Is To Be Present With the Lord---
TO BE ABSENT FROM THE BODY IS TO BE PRESENT WITH THE LORD~~~
Don't look for me here;
Just just bury me there;
Place my body in a casket;
So that you may see, me;
But don't you cry bout me;
For I'm with the master;
My eyes are closed;
I've gone on to the here-after;
Looks like I am a sleep;
But I am awake;
In the presents of my Lord, My God
I am
You may think I'm dead;
But I yet live;
I am in the fellowship with Him
I am
The one whom crossed over;
Now I'm living here bound over;
Alive, living now and forever more...
To be, to be absent from the body, is to be present with the Lord;
You may not see me moving that because my true self has gone on;
You may think I'm dead;
But I yet live;
I am in the fellowship with Him
I am, I am, I am
Don't cry for me, no sighing please;
No grunts or moans, don't dis-believe;
For though I'm dead, I yet am living beside the Lord my God
I am
The one whom crossed over;
Now I'm living here bound over;
Alive, living now and forever more, for evermore...
My eyes are closed;
I've gone on to the here-after;
Looks like I am a sleep;
But I am awake;
In the presents of my Lord, My God
I am
To be, to be absent from the body, is to be present with the Lord;
You may not see me moving that because my true self has gone on;
You may think I'm dead;
But I yet live;
I am in the fellowship with Him
I am, I am, I am
To be, to be absent from the body, is to be present with the Lord;
To be, to be absent from the body, is to be present with the Lord;
2/6/10
Written words & Arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr. 2010, 2018©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2018
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