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GODS PERFECT SLEEP a poem written about the death of an entire family

They didn't die, they just closed their eyes
and found Gods perfect sleep
Each troubled day, has vanished away
as each one he will safely keep.

When Christians go to be with God
He's promised sweet repose
Through night and day, the angels stay
Each name and need he knows.

Though the ones that are left behind
feel loss and sadness too
Hardships come, the spirit grows numb
yet he will all strength renew!

Along lifes way, through each day
be it calm or stormy night.
Each one he'll keep, with perfect sleep
until they wake in heavens light.

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