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Don't cry For me Don't cry for me Don't cry for me For I have longed to see the King I've worked so hard to seek his face Don't cry for me I've won the race Oh please don't focus on what you see The shell you view it's not really me The flesh must die but my spirit is alive I now reside upon most high Shed tears of joy not tears of sorrow For theres new life for me up there Although you'll miss me I'll miss you too We'll meet again when your work is through Oh rejoice on my behalf Someone be my feet someone be my hands Rejoice down here I'll be rejoicing over there I have new life and peace right here Copyright © 2005 Richard Tyrone Speakes This is born in dedication to the home going of the believer. (The poem is available to general media, publications and webmasters under condition that the author's name and the link to www.paulmurphybooks.com will be provided under the poem.) |
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