A Letter Down From Heaven
I'm living up in Heaven now; this soldier made it home, The scenery here is beautiful and I am not alone.
For I am now surrounded by the angels of the Lord,
But just before I made it in, I walked through gates of pearl,
And as I walked in through the gates, they greeted me by name,
"He saw you on the battlefield, the bloodshed and the wounds",
You must know I was overwhelmed at what the angels said,
But mourn for me no more because I'm happy as can be,
And I do not regret the day I bled and died for you,
Much pain that I endured was long forgotten at the gate,
The ones who went before me and the ones who'll go one day,
Our country's worth the fighting and was surely worth my death,
Don't take this life for granted for my death has guaranteed,
Support the ones I left behind; they'll fight at the command,
But really they're not lending, for in all they do they give,
So if you're not a soldier, keep a soldier in your prayers,
For dusty are the battlefields and hot is blazing sun,
So be content and know that I am walking streets of gold,
My friend, this place is wonderful, a place I can't describe,
Now don't forget my soldier friends, as they must carry on,
I'm glad that I am with the Lord, for He makes life worth living,
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