Work In the Kimgdom
My work is in the Kingdom, not for corrupt reward.
This for the Master Christ , the service of the Lord.
And not for money do I labor or that called vain glory.
Been there done that, it leads nowhere it's all the same sad story.
My work is in the Kingdom , as I walk beneath.
Though fit the way unsurprised and filled with much the grief.
The end of the road is Heaven and Jesus waiteth there
The work and walk be worth the trouble , He of me taketh care.
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