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A Christian woman who strived to live right, She was strong and up for the fight.



She battled it out through sickness and pain,yet never ceased to praise his sweet name.



Even in death she sat up to shout,easing our pain for it left us no doubt.



Momma was leaving,her pain would soon end.



Soon she'll be with her master, her Savior, her friend.



She'll have a newbody that won't let her down.



She'll wear a white robe and a solid gold crown.



She'll sing with the Angels beside his great throne.



For Momma is in Heaven...She's finally home