Wrap me in blue
When I go to Heaven wrap me in blue;
The blue of a cloudless sky.
Blue as fresh as the morning dew,
As soft as the breath of a breeze.
A breeze that whispers of a faraway home,
Separated by space and time.
When I go to Heaven wrap me in blue;
Scented like high desert sage.
The iridescent blue of a song bird's wings,
Warmed by the summer sun's rays.
When I go to Heaven wrap me in blue,
Tied with an indigo bow.
When I go to Heaven wrap me in blue;
As strong as a Father's kind hands.
Blue as sweet as a Mother's prayers,
Whispered forever . . . no end.
When I go to Heaven wrap me in blue;
Washed in the blood of the Lamb.
Therefore, eternity was our covering
and our rock and our salvation...
(Abraham 2:16)
and our rock and our salvation...
(Abraham 2:16)
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