When engulfed by the terror of tempestuous seas,
unknown waves before you roam.
At the end of doubt and peril is eternity,
though fear and conflict seize your soul.
But just think of stepping,
On shore and finding it Heaven,
of touching a hand and finding it God's
Of breathing new air and finding it Celestial,
Of waking up in Glory and finding your Home.
When surrounded by the blackness of the darkest night,
oh how lonely death can be.
At the end of this long tunnel is the shining light,
for death is swallowed up in victory
but just think of stepping,
On shore and finding it Heaven,
of touching a hand and finding it God's
Of breathing new air and finding it Celestial,
Of waking up in Glory and finding your Home.
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