|My mortal host writhes in agony;
It's more than they can bare.
The Heavenly Master beckons to me,
"Come home" The time is now here;
A robe and crown awaits me;
The Master's countenance is everywhere.
I will live with the saints
In that heavenly city foursquare.
Revelations 21:4 King James Version (KJV) And God shall wipe all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be anymore pain for the former things are passed away.