 I lost my friend yesterday Words can not express how I feel today Suddenly gone I am still in disbelief My heart is stricken with pain and grief My fountain of hope comes from what I believe That the savior Jesus he did receive In the bosom of Abraham is where he will be In the Garden of Eden where there are fragrant trees A crystal clear river issues from the throne Where a meeting is being held between him and God alone Well done thou good and faithful servant as he is handed a stone A name is written on it that no one else has known He is ushered off to his new and beautiful home A city with twelve gates and every precious stone I guess I haven’t lost him after all because I know the address of his home I am going to visit him one day but the date is now not known When I will see the saviors face and stand before the throne I hope to receive what my friend did a precious name written on a stone Ill move in down the street from him in a mansion I’ll call home We will have quite a reunion as we walk on a street paved with gold We will laugh and dance and dine because of the greatest story ever told The story of Jesus Christ who gave us a city of Gold By Pastor Jacob F. Chambliss Dedicated to Deacon Tilford Patterson
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