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Eternity : To the tune of "CARRICKFERGUS". { by request }{Linda Tracy}

   


                    I had a dream, I was in Heaven,

               With all my loved ones, from years gone by.

               A choir of angels, proclaimed my entrance,

              The greeting, heart’ning from one and all.

              Heard my Creator, give a welcoming,

              ‘’To the JOY of my dear Lord,’’

              No worldly cares, trials, temptations,

              Angelic choristers, sang in accord.


               I gazed with wonder at all the splendour,

               The glorious jewels adorned around,

               The streets, they glimmered with many gemstones,

               Two dozen elders on radiant thrones.

               That Great White Throne, it stood before me,

               Earth and Sky did flee away,

               It was the Judgement  and thanks to Jesus,

               I had escap'ed, that flaming fire. 

chorus music 

               Now I'm in His Will, and He keeps me steadfast, 

               Walks beside me every day,

               He is my Saviour and I fully trust Him                 

               To guide my footsteps and lead my way 

               He is my Saviour and I trust Him fully

               To guide my footsteps and lead my way.


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