Imagine
Imagine yourself after you pass awayImagine your grave through night and through dayWishing that you did not do as they sayWishing that you had got up and had prayed. Imagine, my friends, the day that you diedImagine all of the tears that they criedRemember how it felt when your body was tiedRemember how it felt in the grave which you lied. Imagine the day you’ll be called to accountImagine the sum to which your life will amountThink for a moment
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