She walked down to the river

Which flowed through God’s land.

She kept alive the hope                        

One day He’d understand

That she wanted to cross over

The river to the other side,

Where God lived in His kingdom

With those for whom Christ died.

She sat on the banks of the river

And waited for Christ to appear.

She knew her sins were many

And trembled when He drew near.

His eyes could see right through her,

Read her thoughts, see into her soul.

He knew she wanted to serve Him,

And love was her only goal.

So He bent down and lifted her                            

Into the flowing water.

He washed away her sins

And made her God’s daughter.

He placed her in God’s kingdom,

In the loveliest spot He could find,

To play with the laughing children,

For He knew her heart was kind.

God gave her pen and paper

And requested she write for Him.

He knew she was capable of writing

Lovely  poems and hymns.

Her past was soon forgotten

In God’s kingdom by the sea,

As she did what God wanted

And fulfilled her destiny.

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