Words Said On Deathbed

When of your hand my eyes are closed 
-When of loss your eyes are clothed, 
Understand that sleeping is not death 
And that death is not proud. 

Was it for joke why Jesus defeated death?
Have you seen that I have been 
Brave to save my soul from grave? 
Enslave the devil for sins he crave 
As to pave your way to eternity cave.

I am done with earth; death and gone! 
I am gone with no shame, it's all done!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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