When I am gone, don’t you cry for me,
Don’t you pity my sorry soul;
The pains that might have been will now be past,
And my spirit will be whole.
I’ll be on my way, I’ll be on my way,
I’ll have left my feet of clay upon the ground,
I will be glory bound, I’ll be on my way.
When I am gone, please forgive the wrongs
That I might have done to you;
There’ll be no room for regrets up there,
High above, way beyond the blue.
I’ll be on my way, I’ll be on way,
I’ll have laid my frown and all my burdens down,
I’ll be putting on my crown, I’ll be on my way.
When I am gone, don’t you look for me
In the places I have been;
I’ll be alive, but somewhere else,
I’ll be on my way again.
I’ll be on my way, I’ll be on my way
I’ll lift my wings and soar into the air,
There’ll be glory everywhere, I’ll be on way.
I’ll be on my way, I’ll be on my way,
I’ll have laid my frown and all my burdens down,
I’ll be putting on my crown, I’ll be on my way.
I’ll have left my feet of clay upon the ground,
I will be glory bound, I’ll be on my way.
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Thank you for the link. 🙂
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Gosh, how beautiful! ❤
Can't decide if I'm smiling through my tears or crying through my smile 🙂
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