I beseech to adorn a warm approach to heaven
With golden crowns I have in the number of seven
I casted all my crowns at my Lord Jesus’ feet
My whole life it was him I was waiting to meet
We talked for what seemed hours and laughed
It’s because of him I never faced God’s wrath
He showed me the times he lifted me up
When my drink was low he refilled my cup
I was introduced to my ancestors of long ago
They were strong and beautiful full of glow
Children asked me to play a game with them
With the angels I flew singing many hymns
This is a sweet daydream but one day true
I told Jesus to his face, “I’m in awe of you.”
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