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| Don't say he died |
| It isn't true |
| It's just his life |
| On earth is through. |
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| He slipped away |
| From hurt and pain |
| And now our loss |
| Is Heaven's gain. |
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| God didn't snatch him |
| From our midst |
| Just broke the ties |
| That did exist. |
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| Don't grieve for us or him |
| No bitter tears release |
| God's will is done |
| And we are filled with perfect peace. |
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| And now our charge to you is this, |
| Can you look beyond the sun |
| And say, "We're coming, Paul, |
| We'll see you later on?" |
