Where my Father looks on me
He sees every tear that falls
Down my cheek
He knows my every thought
And every word I speak
Thats why every morning is good one for me
Gates of gold
Streets so clean
A place where no pain or sin can capture me
You ask "how do you know that's where you're gonna be?"
It's all because Jesus died and rose to set me free!
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