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If death is but eternal darkness,
my soul has reason to despair. When by leaving this existence, I enter judgment in Satan's snare, with all inhabitants of Earth, I'll face God and judgement share. But death affords another option that is defined by Jesus' grace. I shall know the joy of glory when I stand in that fair place. Darkness will be vanquished ever by the radiance of His face.
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