Look What I'm Trading For A Mansion

I once heard the story of a sainted old mother
Who had lived out her life here on earth.
As she lay on her death bed with her family around her
these were the last words she said.

Her hand were so feeble and her voice was so low
but she still had a smile on her face
She said I hear singing just waiting for me
then she looked up toward heaven and said

Oh look what I'm trading for a mansion
oh look what I'm leaving behind.
Oh look Who will be there to greet me,
when I step in God's sweet paradise.
I'm leaving behind all my sorrow,
I'm leaving behind all my care.
I'm trading it all for that mansion,
that Jesus has gone to prepare.

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May she ever fly in Freedom!!

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Look What I'm Trading For A Mansion