
You do not
belong here
on this earthen soil,
with its trinkets and
trifles and endless toil.
How pitiful it would be
if you were not
free?
There is more beyond
that is Home;
just over the Sun,
you are not alone.
God is fitting you
for His place,
but the world laughs
as you run the race.
Rest weary heart and sing-
sadness cannot last
in the arms
of our King.
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