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In The New Jerusalem
He's gone--oh, Father! He's gone!
The path of death to travel
Where we cannot even see
And yet we must journey on,
The gift of life unravel
Looking with hope to what will be
In the New Jerusalem
Why do the tears keep flowing?
Is there no end to the pain?
We seem surrounded by dark
But through the dark we're growing
And living through hurt we gain
By dying to self we embark
For the New Jerusalem
Sin plagues me every day
Surely there must be a light,
Some place I can be at rest!
Jesus came to make a way
He came to make all things right
And turn the trials for our best!
At the New Jerusalem
So my friend, I will see you
Someday on the other side
Even if we must part here--
But believe that love is true
And someday we'll all abide
In a land with no more tears!
Our home--New Jerusalem
©Benjamin Graber
bgraber@neo.rr.com
©WePraiseHim.com®
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