Oh, that I might be called home, beyond the clouds, to that place where all is joy and peace in the Father's presence. Oh, that I might be given the privilege of an invitation to dine with my Savior. I would R.S.V.P. in a heartbeat, and then I would be home. This world has nothing I desire, this world has nothing beautiful enough to make me want to stay. Send a flaming chariot for me, send an angel or an eagle to carry beyond the tears and troubles of this world. I wouldn't even mind if you sent death, for I know on the other side death has no victory. Until you call me home I will work to honor you, but know that I will be ready at any time. At any time I could say, this world has nothing for me, my greatest wish is that you take me home!
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