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She looked just like an angel, all soft and pearly white

her smile was like the stars in heaven and could penetrate the

night

Her voice was like a melody, like the tinkling of a bell

her presence made you happy and you knew that all was well

She came gliding toward me on one long and lonesome

night

and she said if you will let me, I will try to make things right

for we're going on a journey, that no one else has ever done

a journey you'll enjoy, for we're headed to the heavens

the stars, the moon, the sun

Then she reached and took my hand in hers, and we started in

into fly

and we soared out o'er the trees and valleys and went upward

toward the sky

and we soared up in the heavens, where everything was nice

and we flew higher, ever higher, for we traversed paradise

And she said I'm going to tell you, just so you'll understand

that you're traveling to the kingdom that is called 'The Promised Land'

and it's here you'll live for centuries in the quiet and the peace

and sweet Jesus is the king here, it is here your troubles cease

Then the most wonderful of feelings, filled this old and

aching heart

and I knew that from this sacred place I coudn't ere depart

all the streets were filled wuth angels,of every race and every

kind

and I was trying heard to grasp it, for it boggled up my mind

Then she took me to a quiet place, it was called 'The Scaning Room'

and in a crystal ball I saw it,   I reviewed my life of gloom

then she said, you know that you can change your life, for

here stands your Spirit Guide

and he'll take you to the Council  Chambers, where the Elders will

decide

But before you go to council, there's some places you must see

one was called 'The Hall of Records'where my spirit felt so free

it was here my life scroll had been kept for centuries upon end

it is here we survey our past lives, our old children

our old parents and our friends

Then she started in explaining, oh her wings were blinding white

and she told me quite a story, that before we're born we plan our

next life, and we try to get it right

all our joys and all our  sorrows, and for all the things

we yearn

well, we write it down on paper, for there lessons we must learn

And I just could not believe it, as I stood in silent awe, looking

at the halls and towers, all the different things I saw

there were gardens filled with flowers, most beautiful i'd ever seen

the streets were all paved in glisteningt gold

and the trees were brillient green

Then she took me to a concert, in a room of gold and cream, where

all the  master's of the ages

played all their music on instruments that gleamed

and I almost could not take it

as their sweet music filled the air, and I started into crying,

 for t'was like some glorious prayer

And I thiught, if this is heaven, and the folks here all have died

then just let me stay with them,for I want to be too, upon this

other side

Then we went then to a banquet, a banquet of the soul, where the

scholars all were brillient, all were sages of the old

and I tried hard just to absorb it, for t'was way above my head

then the Pearl, she smiled upon me

and I knew these folks weren't dead

Then we headed to' The Towers' which were crystal clear and blue

and a waterfall rush down each side, it was quite an awesome

view

it's the place that you come back too, when youu return again

 to earth

it's the place you lie in comfort as you begin

another birth

it's the place where you prepare, to return to lifes old earthly sod

it is here that upon your forehead

that you feel the departing kiss of God

it is here that you meet Azna, mother figure of the

realm

it is here that you say goodbye to heaven

for a short time at the helm

Now we went to the  'Hall of Wisdom' where every written word is kept

every word that t'was ever written down, is kept upon it's shelves

all the poems that I ever wrote, all the manuscripts

of old, all the laws and rules of governments

and the greatest books and stories are kept in heavens

Aranic script

written down so clear and bold

Now to, 'The Hall of Justice, where the council doth reside

it is here that all of Heavens laws are made, for which we must abide

It is here that you'll find sweet Jesus, at the tables very head

it is here that you can change your life

and your new fate can be read

And then the skies were filled with singing, as all the angels gathered 'round

the sacred voices of all the holy ones, where only

love and joy abound

And I did not want to let it go, but she said we must return

but the peacefullness was with me and the hope within me burned

Oh I  hated so to say goodby, but they all said, you'll return and soon

so we started back to this old earth, singing one of Gods old holy tunes

And I wanted so to ask her, but she said, 'The Pearl of Heaven' is my name

and whenere I make a visit, life never is the same

then we traveled ever swiftly, right back to my old home

and when I got back inside the door, I found I was alone

for heavens pearl had vanished, had vanished and was gone

but I knew then that I'd redo, my life, for I had done it up all wrong

Now I do not ever grumble and there's no sorrow in my heart

for in my mind I go again to heaven, for which a short time I was

part

and now I think of pearly angels, up in heaven oh so nice

and I am happy once again, for it won't be long until

i'm headed upward toward the azure sky, to my

home in paradise

Oh now I sit here and I wonder, for I know twas not a dream

so I'll wait for the'Pearl of Heaven" to come and

take me home again

And I thlr    

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