As I stand at heaven's gates, so high,
With trembling heart and a wistful sigh,
I gaze through clouds of a golden hue,
In this sacred space where dreams come true.
Dear Lord, I ponder my earthly plight,
The shadows cast in the hush of night.
Will you weigh my burdens, each sin I've sown,
Or glimpse the flicker of goodness I've...
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