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Praises

The document is a collection of heartfelt poems and songs reflecting on themes of death, hope, and the enduring love of family, particularly focusing on the relationship with Christ and the promise of eternal life. It encourages loved ones not to mourn but to find strength in faith and the anticipation of reuniting in the afterlife. Additionally, it expresses deep appreciation for mothers and the sacrifices they make, urging respect and love for them while they are alive.
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Praises

The document is a collection of heartfelt poems and songs reflecting on themes of death, hope, and the enduring love of family, particularly focusing on the relationship with Christ and the promise of eternal life. It encourages loved ones not to mourn but to find strength in faith and the anticipation of reuniting in the afterlife. Additionally, it expresses deep appreciation for mothers and the sacrifices they make, urging respect and love for them while they are alive.
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After Death

When my Christ calls me to his presence,


The absence of my body I know will hurt them,
Don't cry for me, for no one here is eternal,
The most beautiful life is found there with Him,
Never forget those nice moments,
Of great blessings that God has given us,
Be brave, finish the battle,
Continue down the road, I will be waiting for you there.

CHORUS
My brothers, why do they get sad,
It's just a see you later, we'll meet again.
When Christ descends for his church
And when the trumpet sounds, I will rise again,
Even if they have to leave me on the ground
And for a little while, do not see me again,
I am sure that on the day of Jesus Christ,
With a glorious body I will rise.

II
Let my body be taken to the church.
And let them sing the songs I used to sing the most,
And let them tell everyone present,
Do not weep for my death, I am with the Lord.
My brothers and all my family
And those who loved me, I want to advise.
May they walk with great courage,
In the kingdom of Christ, I want to greet you.

CHORUS
My brothers, why do they get sad,
It's just a moment, then we'll see each other again.
When Christ descends for his church
And the trumpet shall sound, I will rise again,
Even if they have to leave me on the ground
And for a little while, do not see me again,
I am sure that on the day of Jesus Christ,
With a glorious body, I will rise.
Sometimes they are so hard
Sometimes the trials of this life are so tough
Sometimes I think it would be better to die.
They are such bitter hours that overwhelm our lives.
And sometimes it seems to us that we cannot resist.

But in the midst of everything, I meditate in Christ.

And I think it's harder to live, Lord, without You.


I don’t know how many more problems and struggles await me.

And things that I don't know, but despite it all


I have to keep going.

Whether it is little or much the way I have left


I will move forward, until a triumphant day
I will be with you
And I carry the hope that at the end of my career
I will see your holy face, you will wipe away my tears

And there will be no more suffering.

I have had moments when all the forces


They escape from my life and I fear succumbing

But I reconsider that I am going through a desert

And that at all times I have to follow.


But in the midst of everything, I meditate in Christ

And I think it's harder to live, Lord, without you


I don't know how many more problems and struggles await me.

And things that I do not know, but despite everything

I have to continue.
Do not leave my hand, Lord.
Do not let go of my hand, Lord
Keep me in your holy temple
I want to be with you in the mansion
Crowned with praise, glory to your name Lord

CHORUS
I will see all those who left.
On my father's throne
Those who died in Christ will rise.
Crowned with praise, glory to your name Lord

II
The prices of this treacherous world
They have caused me discouragement and pain.
The words of my good Savior
They have served as food for me to continue with courage.

CHORUS
I will see all those who left
On my father's throne
Those who died in Christ will rise.
Crowned with praise, glory to your name Lord
Forgive me
My soul was sad, tired of living
I gave free rein to sin over me.
I cry out with bitterness with anguish in my soul.
I felt guilty recognizing my faults

I wander through many towns living in so much evil


weary of life tired I returned
Lord, don't condemn me, I need you so much, I acknowledge my
faults
Sir, forgive me

choir
forgive me, forgive me, forgive me
I can no longer stand this miserable life.
that gnaws at my soul and breaks my bones
Oh father, I come to you
I feel guilty

forgive me, forgive me, forgive me


in the deep sea bury my sins
in order to live, in this vile world for the rest of my days and so
to be able to know and so I will be able to understand that you have forgiven me
Your hand will guide me
You who knows my being and examines all of my
paths,
You who have made me understand your greatness and power,
I want to be with you, you know my sitting, also my
raise, all my thoughts,
Well, the word is not yet in my language, Lord, and you know it.
all.

PRE CHORUS
Behind and in front you are, your hand over me, it produces me
trust
That knowledge is precious to me, I cannot
understand it.

CHORUS
I cannot hide from you,
Where will I go that you are not there,
If I ascend to the heavens, you are there; yes, if I dwell in the sea,
Your hand will guide me.

PRE CHORUS
Behind and in front you are, your hand on me, it produces me
trust
That knowledge is precious to me, I cannot
understand it.

CHORUS
I can't hide in front of you,
Where will I go that you are not there,
If I ascend to the heavens, there you are; yes, if I dwell in the sea,
Your hand will guide me.
SONG TO MY MOTHER
That great brave hardworking woman
Of white hair that adorns her face
It is a little card that I carry engraved
She is my little mother, I love her very much.
and I ask God to keep her beautiful.
with this poem that comes from my soul
I ask for blessings, many blessings for me
mommy

That gave me a little kiss, that gave me a hug,


with sincere love that springs from the soul
You must love her, respect her a lot.
so that you won't have to cry for her later

Jesus Christ said to Saint John the Apostle


Here is your mother, you must take care of her.
She has taken you deep inside her soul
I carry you in my womb, I rock you in my arms.
You must love her with all your strength
So much suffering and so many sleepless nights
We must value them, we must understand them
It's your little mother.

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