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As they gather at the funeral wake |
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To speak of good times gone by |
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The deceased soul learns some more |
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Revealed reality, the flames of unrest |
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"Maybe his in his next life" |
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Sobs ma as the tears roll |
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Unknowing the eternal destination |
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As He awaits the judgement throne |
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"He's at rest now" |
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The hired celebrant proclaims |
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He tickles all the ears |
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While sin is exposed by the Heavenly Host |
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Silence falls over the crowd |
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As the casket lowers into the ground |
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While kneeling in the Heavenlies |
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Confessing the forsaken Lord of his life |
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"How can God allow this" |
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Cries sister in lament |
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But God had other plans |
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And revealed what this has meant |
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You gather what you cast into this straying earth life |
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While man has his will, the Son paid the price |
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You turn the flesh back into dust |
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Saying return to dust you sons of Adam |
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Lord teach us so to number our days |
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That we may apply our hearts to wisdom |
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In order that we avoid the aftermath of separation |
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Returning to the original purpose of creation |
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So back on earth men make their claims playing |
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"Where do they go" games |
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While up in Heaven the creator cries as people listen |
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To each other's lies |