Sweet Lord Jesus I think of you every day.
I feel Thy love and I know it is not too far away.
Whatever would I do if you had not saved me?
However, you did through my belief in Thee.

I count my blessings again, and again for Thee.
Knowing Lord with Thee in Heaven there, I will be.
Count me as in Thine own number Lord; loved ones also.
Help us in strife sweet Jesus; Thou will take the load I know.

If some tomorrow comes and I am not here to see
Tell my loved ones all, it is in Heaven I will be.
Lord, I look for Thy soon coming through the eastern sky.
Gather up Thy loved ones and tell the world good-bye.

I think of you Lord each day; praying my ones does too.
I want for us to stroll all over Heaven, holding hands with you.
Help me to use the gifts more accurately that you gave me.
Help me Lord, never to get up on a morrow and not do for Thee.

Help me through an illness that I have today, others too.
Friends and other loved ones help in ways that well do.
Help me to cope when my soul feels low; I know where to go,
Go straight to my Savior bending my head down low.

Copyright © Pearlie Duncan Walker
June 12, 2007

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