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Where Gaiety Never Ends


How I long to be up there

In the Kingdom of God,

Where happiness lingers in the air

In the presence of His Begotten Son.


And so I desire and pray

For that great day

When all sorrows shall cease;

And with the Most High I shall be.


Placing all my cares

In His hands; He is always there

To listen to the pleas

Of those who serve Him devotedly.


In spite of what other people say,

I shall not allow my faith

To be shaken; rather, 

Continue to trust in the Father.


My greatest hope

Is to reach the true home

Of God's chosen servants,

Where gaiety never ends.

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