Death

Although we go to Jesus

I’m still afraid of death

Although He comes to see us

I don’t want to take my last breath

 

I want to travel the world

Do all the things I’ve never done

Take a trip to the Bahamas

And know I’ve truly won

 

What if I don’t marry?

If I never find the one?

Will I still be fairly happy?

Will the worst be yet to come?

 

Although we go to Jesus

I’m still afraid of death

Although he comes to see us

I don’t want to take my last breath

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