I got out of my bed at seven,
I had a dream I was in heaven,
I was with God and our Lord
And the rest of the Angel haud,
All of the Angles were singing
And I remember myself crying
In happy happiness so blessed
And my sorrows were caressed.
Jesus said unto me, myself and I
That I have not yet said goodbye,
As I hadn't yet untimely passed
And that this was a sign to last.
I so love our Lord, Jesus Christ
And he stole my love in a heist.
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