Rosemarie Schrock Poet Dramatic Monologue

We Shall Rise Above

We are souls deep in sorrow, passing through this world of woe.
We are tended with great love and managed so perfectly.
Though our sins be as scarlet, they shall be no more,...
                When we shall rise above.

We shall rise above, this darkness here,
No more tiols, trials or fears, all our sins will be no more:
When we shall rise above.

We are souls bound for Heaven, weary, worn, seem tattered and torn.
We are waiting patiently because we know our LORD is coming again,
                then;  we shall rise above.

We shall rise above, this darkness here,
No more tiols, trials or fears, all our sins will be no more:
When we shall rise above.

(c) Dec. 20, 2007  Rosemarie Schrock

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