Pass The Tissue

This life is full of issue
and we constantly need tissue
but to praise Him I'll continue
until I end life's short venue

When I cross that chilly Jordan
when I've refused the last witches' brew
and again I've whipped life's game warden
then, with Him my new life will ensue

When I've won life's final battle
when I see His welcome too
in my throat I'll feel death's rattle
don't weep and for me feel blue

Yea, my time here will be over
I'll be thankful that I've stayed true
I step onto gold and breathe heavenly clover
tears of joy flow - please . . . Pass The Tissue

George Cavaness

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Pass The Tissue
May she ever fly in Freedom!!
© 2000 - 2019
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