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Up To The Holy Land


Wherever I go in this world,

I hold onto God's Word,

Confident that brighter days lie ahead of me

With an eagerness to perform my divine duties.


As temptations occur, threatening to hinder my path

To attain the joy that forever lasts,

I strive to keep my eyes set

On the prize, the inheritance of God's Kingdom.


Up to the holy land,

That is where I plan

To be on the day of Christ's return,

When I will at last have finished my sojourn.


Until that day comes, however,

I shall do my best to obey the Father

With an intention to shine before the world

As a light, all for God's glory and honor.

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