All of the illnesses and all of the tears, my faith never wavered.
I sang and prayed my way through many dark valleys and conquered many shadows of death.
When I grew tired and requested rest you took me by the hand and whispered yes!
The weather changed and my soul took flight, and I had to tell you all goodnight!
Fret not I will live again, if you die in Christ I'll see you all again!
Written by Mic Shaun Jones-Edwards
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