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Except for the smoke
of eternal
torment,
How could I know
I stood on the shore
of the
lake of unquenchable fire?
Except for the whispers
of the
breath of God,
How could I learn
I must cross the bridge
of the
unending second death?
And except for the warmth
of Christ's
arms around me,
How could I see
My forever home in the sky
made
especially by Thee?
1 Peter 1:8 |
