Gates Of Gold

J Joyce Hemsley
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As he was sleeping in his bed he heard the voice of Jesus say: 'Come oh come to Heaven ~ come hither thou today'. So he travelled through the Tunnel till a bright light he could see, again he heard a sweet voice saying 'come hither thou with me'. He came upon a heavenly land where milk and honey flow and he met the folk he loved from so many years ago. And the music swelled about him minuets and choruses grand and he saw the great composers resting in this wonderland. Choirs of voices, hymns were singing and words of happiness they told, for he was with a band of Angels stepping through the gates of gold.

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