Not all of God's children go to heaven
It might not be one out of seven
All of us die and are resurrected
But just the best are then selected
To live with and see God in His closed kingdom
We must be baptized and then we have to bring some
Fruits, our works of Godly service...
We must keep the commandments.
These two will preserve us
And make us worthy of that great blessing
We're on His side, but still we are missing
The fullness of His godly presence
To receive this reward we must bring presents
Of our good works and sacrifice.
To be on the other side is nice
There are no more corruption, pain, and suffering
We're in His house but still we must bring
An honest, pure, and gentle heart
To be able to see Him, and be set apart
From all the others. Our greatest reward
Will be His heavenly Award
That blessing will be exaltation
Which is God's highest habitation
So, my dear friends, we must start living
The Christ-like life, we must be forgiving
We have to be more like He was
And live a life sworn to His cause
If we live like this, we'll stand a chance
To see God's face and His heavenly expanse
Those so devoted will surely see
Their family and friends who lived thusly.
c aaron
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