Oh beloved look above, keep your eyes on the heavenly calling,
Keep looking for that heavenly country, running the race, for the prize,
Keep praying for the souls that do not know Me, pray, for their very lives,
Oh My children, the signs, and the wonders, you'll behold, in your eyes.

Keep on holding to My hand, for I love thee, with an everlasting love,
Keep hold of your crown, and know I'm coming, for the faithful, and the found,
Keep rejoicing, for your redemption draweth nigh, Keep on pressing for the high calling,
Keep My Word, hid in your heart, hold tightly to your faith, the faith that I impart.

When trials seem to be too much, and you are weary, lay your head on my chest, and draw nigh,
Oh My children, seek My face, above all else, for nothing will bring you through, but Me, above all else.
For I am coming for you, and one day, you will step inside My Kingdom, and no more tears will you shed, we will dwell, and dine together, at My table, you'll be fed.

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