Elexie Elizabeth

Pentecostal Tabernacle International Inc. 18415 NW 7th Ave. Miami Gardens, FL 33169 Saturday, April 27, 2024 @ 11:00 a.m.

Officiating Ministers Bishop S. Robert Stewart Pastor Omar Williams

THE CELEBRATION Processional Opening Remarks Prayer

Pastor S. Robert Stewart

Pastor Omar Williams

Praise & Worship Oh, I Want To See Him As I journey through the land, singing as I go, Pointing souls to Calvary—to the crimson flow, Many arrows pierce my soul from without, within; But my Lord leads me on, through Him I must win.

Refrain Oh, I want to see Him, look upon His face, There to sing forever of His saving grace; On the streets of glory let me lift my voice, Cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.

When in service for my Lord dark may be the night, But I’ll cling more close to Him, He will give me light; Satan’s snares may vex my soul, turn my thoughts

aside; But my Lord goes ahead, leads whate’er betide.

Refrain When in valleys low I look toward the mountain height, And behold my Savior there, leading in the fight, With a tender hand outstretched toward the valley low, Guiding me, I can see, as I onward go.

Refrain When before me billows rise from the mighty deep, Then my Lord directs my bark; He doth safely keep, And He leads me gently on through this world below; He’s a real Friend to me, oh, I love Him so.

Refrain

Scripture Reading Caitlynne Edwards Psalm 73:23-26 Poem Joanna & Cassia Williams

Congregational Song In the New Jerusalem When the toils of life are over, And we lay our armor down, And we bid farewell to earth with all its cares, We shall meet and greet our loved ones, And our Christ we then shall crown, In the new Jerusalem.

Refrain There’ll be singing, there’ll be shouting When the saints come marching home, In Jerusalem, in Jerusalem, Waving palms with loud hosannas As the King shall take His throne, In the new Jerusalem.

Though the way is sometimes lonely, He will hold me with His hand, Through the testings and the trials I must go.

But I’ll trust and gladly follow,

For sometime I’ll understand, In the new Jerusalem.

Refrain When the last goodbye is spoken And the tear stains wiped away, And our eyes shall catch a glimpse of glory fair, Then with bounding hearts we’ll meet Him Who hath washed our sins away, In the new Jerusalem.

Refrain When we join the ransomed army In the summer land above, And the face of our dear Savior we behold, We will sing and shout forever, And we’ll grow in perfect love, In the new Jerusalem.

Refrain

Scripture Reading Pamela Williams Psalm 121 Song Pentab Senior Choir No Disappointment In Heaven Tributes Delroy Walters Marsha Bankersign-Hall Ivy Hamilton Song Janet James & Jereta Bulgin A Vessel of Honor Tributes Elder Leonard Miller Kenneth Douglas Pastor Pratt Brown

Scripture Reading Hannah Small 1 Corinthians 15:50-57 Song Jonelle Gifts & Sophia Henry I Bowed On My Knees Poem Carol Andretti Eulogy Stuart Williams Song Pentab Praise Team Well Done Message Pastor S. Robert Stewart Prayer for the Family

Pastor Winston Adlam (Montreal, Canada)

Acknowledgments Sandra Small Recessional In the Great Triumphant Morning In the great triumphant morning, When we hear the Bridegroom cry, And the dead in Christ shall rise, We’ll be changed to life immortal, In the twinkling of an eye, And meet Jesus in the skies.

Refrain We shall all rise to meet Him, We shall all rise to greet Him, In the morning when the dead in Christ shall rise We shall all rise to meet Him, We shall all rise to greet Him, And shall have the marriage supper in the skies.

In the great triumphant morning, What a happy time ’twill be, When the dead in Christ shall rise, When the Lord descends in glory,

Sets His waiting children free, And we meet Him in the skies.

Refrain In the great triumphant morning, When the harvest is complete, And the dead in Christ shall rise, We’ll be crowned with life immortal, Christ and all the loved ones meet, In the rapture in the skies.

Refrain In the great triumphant morning, All the kingdom we’ll possess, Then the dead in Christ shall rise, Reign as kings and priests eternal, Under Christ forever blest, After meeting in the skies.

Refrain

E

lexie Elizabeth Walters Douglas was a God sent woman. The name Elexie suggests being of English origin and means “Gift of God” or “centered life of opportunities.” Meanwhile, Elizabeth is said to be “God’s promise” or “God is my oath.” From the inception, it was clear Elexie Elizabeth Walters Douglas was not a coincidence, but rather a woman ordained by God to be a gift and the source of opportunities for her children and others within her path, near and far.

Elexie Elizabeth Walters Douglas was the youngest of 16 children born to Emanuel and Annie Walters, and the last of the 16 siblings to depart this life. She made her entrance on June 16, 1924, and transitioned to Glory March 25, 2024. Her early years were spent with her parents in Ewarton, St. Cathrine and later in Kingston where she resided with her brother and wife. They raised her as their daughter since they had no children of their own.

Educationally, Elexie Douglas attended Jones Town All Age School in Kingston, then culinary school, to prepare for a career as an executive chef.

While in Kingston, she met the love of her life and as tradition dictates, changed her name from Walters to Douglas. The union produced biological children Birdencia, Evadney, and Yvonne who unfortunately passed away in infancy. Elexie was also privileged to be the mother who blended the family to include Neville, Kenneth, Barrington, and Donna as well as her

beloved granddaughter Marsha who she mothered since the age of four. Elexie lovingly nurtured, instructed, and modeled the word of God to her children and the nieces, nephews, grandchildren, great grandchildren, and all who became a part of “the village” that she created.

The woman of God, Elexie Douglas, did not forsake her creator. In her youth, she accepted the Lord Jesus Christ, was baptized in His Name and filled with the Holy Ghost at Pentecostal Tabernacle, Wildman Street, in the Island of Jamaica. She did not keep this treasure to herself but fostered the Godly lifestyle of her children and her neighbors according to the mandate of the Lord Jesus. As a faithful church member, Elexie was involved with the Ladies Auxiliary Department which included making sure the church family was always fed at church functions and everyone was the recipient of hospitality. Her goodwill and cheerfulness extended to the children at church and her community by providing homemade treats, snacks, pastries and anything else that encouraged their growth.

While living in Jamaica, Elexie worked at the French Embassy as a chef and was privileged to meet individuals of various social and economic status. According to firsthand reports, Elexie and her children were loved by her employer who ensured they participated in most functions and were transported, when needed, by the French ambassador’s chauffeur. Elexie’s family benefited from this encounter as they always had the best and managed to get acquainted with and understood the French language.

As a mother and child of God, she ensured her house was not just a place to live, rather it was a “safe haven” for many to flourish physically, emotionally, and spiritually. She went above and beyond for others because she believed in helping others and that it’s God’s will for each person to prosper. She was a tower of strength to many.

Later in life the family decided to migrate to the United States, the children first and Elexie followed. Maintaining a firm foundation and a personal relationship with God meant finding a place to worship. Hence, she became a member at Pentecostal Tabernacle International and served faithfully for the rest of her life.

Anyone acquainted with Elexie Douglas can testify to her gentleness, quiet personality, and dignity.

She was a great cook, seamstress for her children, baker and chef, board game enthusiast, as well as an avid reader. Her various interests and hobbies undoubtedly contributed to her elegance, especially in her dressing, social etiquette, soft spoken attitude, and moral standing.

Summarizing 99 years, 9 months and 9 days or 874,606 hours of a life well lived, is a difficult task, and cannot be contained in a few moments of reflection. We salute her 99 years, 9 months and 9 days of service and stewardship. The memories of Elexie Elizabeth Walters Dougles will live on in the lives of those she has touched. She is survived by her daughters, sons, daughters-in-law, grandchildren, great grandchildren, a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and well-wishers.

She will be deeply missed but will be remembered fondly in our hearts. As the saying goes, “the Lord chose the best.” He called her home to say, “well done thou good and faithful servant, enter thou into the joy of the Lord.” Elexie has fought a good fight, finished her course so henceforth her crown of righteousness awaits.

Rest well woman of God! We miss you; we will always love you and we will meet you in the rapture.

GRANDMA’S VILLAGE

LETTER TO MAMA Who Is Our Mother?

Mother, Elexie Douglas, you were truly an amazing woman of God. From the love you gave, to the sacrifices you made, it was clear God had blessed you with a heart that made a difference. You always made time to listen and share your ideas with us. You were a great mother, teacher, disciplinarian, and you lived a model life worthy of emulation. You dedicated your life in a purposeful way to ensure the home was a haven for us as children. The love, happiness, and stability you brought to our lives is unmatched. We can honestly say you were our best friend, and we are proud to call you mother.

We miss you, love you dearly, and you will live in our hearts forever.

Birdencia and Evadney Douglas

Her children rise up and call her blessed…

REFLECTIONS OF MAMA

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Some years ago, rice was scarce in Jamaica. Mama gave us spaghetti to break up into small pieces and she cooked red kidney beans and spaghetti. We were then served spaghetti and beans as a substitute for the traditional rice and beans.

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One morning I woke up Mama and she said, “I am not going to work!” as if to say, why are you waking me up?

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Three months ago, we shifted her seat and utensils to the opposite side of the dining table without her placemats. When she sat down, she asked “WHO SET THE TABLE?” We asked her why, and her reply was, “The knife and fork are set in the wrong position.”

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One day, we were driving, and I was about to overtake another vehicle. From the back seat, Mama said, “Remember you are not alone in the van. We are here too, so drive carefully.”

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Some weeks ago, Mama was facetiming with her granddaughter Marsha. During the conversation, she asked “Who is the next lady in the picture?” She was told that it was her but she couldn’t believe it.

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One night, Mama told Birdie to put Evadney’s bible and glasses beside her, so when she was ready to read it would be easy to find.

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Once, I asked my mother for the shortest Psalm so we could read for devotion, her reply was Psalm 117.

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Mama got a call from her niece regarding her husband not eating. Mama got on the phone and said “Carpie, Carpie why won’t you answer me? Don’t let me come over there to you.”

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After wearing face mask for a long time, Mama told me she was tired of the “nose cap.”

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Evadney said she had a dream where her mother Elexie had died. When she woke up from the dream, and tried to wake up her mother, she could not, even though she was visibly breathing. An aunt then chided Elexie because she was pretending to be dead to scare her daughter, Evadney.

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Evadney slept with Elexie during the latter part of her life.

One night Evadney went to her room to retrieve a blanket to take to Elexie’s room when she said, “I don’t want any insects in my bed.”

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Sometime ago when Mama was in the hospital she asked if the day was Sunday and we said yes. She replied, “I can’t go to church because I don’t have my hat with me”.

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One day Birdencia asked Mama, “Do you have any money?” She answered, “No, what I have is for my funeral.”

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In mid-March, I told Mama I was going to the store. She replied that I was to buy her a dress.

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A few days before Elexie’s last admission to the hospital, she told her daughter, Evadney, that she wanted to go home. She asked for her sister, Birdencia, to come to the room. With the two daughters present Elexie repeated, “I want to go home.” Birdencia responded, “If you are going to heaven, you can go, but you will have to stay if it’s not heaven.” At that point, Elexie’s only reply was that she loved them… as if to say goodbye.

Grandma’s village continues…

AUNT LALLY – A LEGACY OF LOVE & WISDOM Aunt Lally was a precious and beautiful soul. Our quiet and soft-spoken Aunt Lally has taken her flight from this world to a much better place, where she rests in the arms of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. It is the best place she could ever be. While we grieve, there is comfort in knowing that she has gone on to receive her eternal reward and we will see her again.

Aunt Lally has left us with quite a remarkable legacy of love, kindness and gentle wisdom that will live on in our hearts forever. Her love knew no bounds, extending not only to her two loving daughters, but also to many others she had a hand in raising.

She was an amazing cook who loved to entertain with a laugh and a twinkle in her eye while displaying her exquisite culinary skills for all to enjoy. She even had a delightful mischievous way about her that never failed to culminate in abundant smiles and contagious laughter.

Throughout her 99 years, Aunt Lally experienced the highs and lows of life, yet she faced every moment with grace and resilience. Her unwavering faith and Christian values were a testament and inspiration to us all. She taught us the importance of living a life of purpose for Christ.

Aunt Lally was the youngest sister of my father, Jascel Walters. She was also the last living aunt for the Walters family of Ewarton, Jamaica. While this is the end of that generation of Walters, they have passed along a rich heritage to us. We will carry her lessons, her laughter, and her love with us always, drawing strength from the beautiful memories we hold dear.

Aunt Lally, we love you dearly. My family and I will miss your smiling face, your spirit of generosity and your thoughtful ways. Take your rest, Aunt Lally. You have left us with a rich legacy of love and wisdom.

Love - Your niece, Ivy and family.

AUNT LALLY – THE BRIDGE Visiting Aunt Lally and her family in Florida was always a memorable experience marked by fun, laughter, and good food. We always left full and usually with a pie or two in hand!

We remember Aunt Lally as a conversationalist – If you asked her the right questions! Each quietly spoken word describing her experience growing up in Jamaica, the people and the culture, were like carefully placed brushstrokes, painting a vibrant picture of life in a bygone era.

She was a woman of quiet wisdom and connection, bringing light to the tapestry of our ancestry. Her narratives left us with a thirst for more as she painted vivid portraits of our forebears, weaving together the threads of our family history with remarkable detail and clarity. She spanned the chasm between past and present, serving as a cherished bridge across generations.

It is undeniable that the absence of Aunt Lally, her love and gentle wisdom, will leave a palpable void in our lives. Her culinary creations were not just sustenance but an expression of love and tradition integral to family gatherings. Though she may no longer grace us with her sweet presence, gracious manner and kind speech, her legacy lives on in the many cherished memories and the enduring love she infused into our lives. We are forever indebted to Aunt Lally for quietly teaching, by example, how to lead lives exuding wisdom, grace, and knowledge to those with whom we come into contact.

May the God of all comfort rest on her loved ones, especially her devoted daughters, Evadney (Auntie Med) and Linette (Aunt Birdie), as we celebrate the legacy of a remarkable woman.

Judy, Henry (Claudia) and Tracey Hamilton

TRIBUTE TO OUR AUNT The last person of my generation, (in the Walters family from Ewarton, St. Catherine in Jamaica) called Aunt, died on March 25, 2024, thus bringing down the curtains of this generation forever. Aunt Lally passed away quietly and peacefully surrounded by loved ones. Hers was a long and not inconsequential life from birth in Jamaica to the time of death in America.

Kahlil Gibran in his Book “The Prophet” asked the rhetorical question: “For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And what is it to cease breathing but to free the breath from its restless tides that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?”

Aunt Lally was a very special person who was loved, cherished, admired, respected, and esteemed by many.

She was a woman of deep and abiding faith and of a fervent commitment to the Lord Jesus Christ. Aunt was much more than just being religious and pious as all who know her will testify. Aunt was a nice and wonderful person with whom to associate. She was kind, generous, thoughtful, giving, friendly, always smiling, endearing, affectionate, welcoming and accommodating.

I recall with a feeling of fond satisfaction and pride how kind and accommodating Aunt Lally was to me, my wife Barbara and our daughter Mitzi, when we first visited on a short vacation at her Portmore, St. Catherine, home in Jamaica. I do not recall that any of us were underfed or underweight, but it seemed that Aunt was bent on fattening us up fast. I couldn’t believe the quantity of food that greeted us at any given meal and how delicious the taste of the meals were, which brings me to another outstanding quality of this quiet and pleasant woman.

Aunt was a great cook and extremely gifted in pastry making.

I fondly recall a beautiful incident that took place in Aunt Lally’s life at her Miami, Florida home some years ago. Aunt Lydia, sister to Aunt Lally, needed by the nature of her illness to be close to loved ones. Aunty Lally readily invited Aunt Lydia to come and reside with her and her family. It was a time of joy for Aunt Lydia. The level of filial love and loyalty displayed by Aunt Lally was for me rather touching. I unreservedly laud her for this selfless and admirable act.

As we gather to say our final farewell, our fervent hope and our quiet prayers are that her immortal soul will find rest in the everlasting and comforting arms of the Lord Jesus Christ, our Maker and Redeemer. May her soul rest in peace and light perpetual shine upon her.

“The souls of the just are in the hands of God and no torment shall touch them. In death they are at peace. And they have a sure hope of immortality.” (Wisdom Chapter 3:1-5) Caleb Walters - Nephew

I am Hugh Walters and wish to say a few words in memory of my recently departed Aunt Lally.

This wonderful Lady was a mother, aunt, grandmother, cousin, friend, church sister, and importantly, a daughter and sister to her birth family.

She was born to Mrs. Ann-Marie and Mister Robert Emanuel Walters. They lived in a quiet village called Ewarton, situated at the foothill of the Mt. Diablo Mountain range in the Parish of St. Catherine, Jamaica. The area where they lived was called Pinguin Kee, it was a quiet and beautiful place. At her home where she grew up, when the trees blossomed, the scent and aroma of coffee trees in full bloom was intoxicating and beautiful to see.

Aunt Lally, as I knew her, was the youngest of nine brothers and six sisters. She was a very quiet and kind aunt and was loved by her siblings. I am the son of the third brother among the group of brothers and my father was very protective of her. I think she was aware of the closeness of her siblings. We all loved and adored our Aunt Lally. Now at her transition that branch of Walters has ended; we are all saddened.

To say she was a beautiful person does not give her full justice. We will all miss her beautiful smile and her gentle ways. My heart goes out to her loved ones. She has left a large hole in all our lives, and especially her two devoted and loving daughters.

I hope her children will, in time, be able to smile and even laugh when they remember moments they shared with her.

Dear Aunt Lally we wish you a safe journey; your guiding angels await you.

Hugh Walters – Nephew.

A MOTHER AND GRANDMA TO MANY Elexie Douglas, affectionately called Aunt Lally, was my mother’s youngest sister. They grew up in Ewarton, St Catherine. My mother later went to live in Westmoreland and that’s when Aunt Lally became a mother to me. We built a close friendship and shared our secrets with each other. She was very good to me. Whenever we had problems we would find a way to solve them together. Aunt Lally moved to live in Kingston then to the United States. I would always visit or call her. She was my best friend!

Aunt Lally was a very caring and loving sister who believed in family and friends. She loved her God, and if you could see her reading her Bible and praying every day, it would bring joy to your soul. Aunt Lally has finished her course and there is a crown waiting for her. She is now sleeping in the arms of God and one day the Life-giver will wake her. So, my dearest sister - aunt, may your soul rest in peace.

I will always love you – Lorencia Roberts (Lam)

Grandma! You went home and we are already missing you. We remember the times we spent at your home, the big cherry tree, and the food. You were always smiling and you were so much fun to be around. You were loving and always so giving. The best Grandma!

We always looked forward to stopping by after school. Your house was situated in the perfect spot (the corner), so we could ride the bikes. You continued to show your care as we grew into adults.

Yes, we will miss you Grandma. Thank you for sharing your time, your home, and your family. You will always be in our hearts.

Kevin, Trudy, Stephen, Sonji.

A little lady with a crown of grey hair, a dimpled smile, broad hips, and willing hugs. Grandma was proud of her ripe, seasoned susumber and it’s health benefits. However, sitting at the dinner table, ignoring all my toys and struggling to eat under her watchful eyes was no joy. Through dried snot, tears, and forever minutes, I had to eat every bitter seed, for my good of course!

I have never eaten susumber again but somehow, it always brings me back to a little lady who loved and cared for us.

From Sonji Cummings

Grandma was a beautiful, sweet soul and she was a God-fearing strong lady. She had a beautiful smile and a heart of gold. Grandma would always make sure that I’m making the right choices and would tell me to keep Jesus in the center of my life. She gave me peppermint at church all the time.

God gave me a wonderful lady to call my Grandma. We know you’re singing in Heaven. We love you Grandma!

Grandson - “Pastor” Larry Aunt, Mama, the names that she’s affectionately called by so many, I’m so blessed to have met you. My life and my family’s life are so much better because of the person you were to me. I will always remember you as a woman of grace, gentleness, kindness, and love. I recall your beautiful dresses and your matching round hats, you were always dressed with such class.

You always greeted me, with a warm hug and your affectionate smiles.

You’ve called me son since the first day you met me, and you’ve treated me no less. Thank you for leaving me with something that this life can never take away, a priceless love. Because of you, I now have a better understanding of the old song: “Love is something, that if you give it away, you will end up having more.”

Aunt, I will always remember you and celebrate you with love.

Your son - Kirk.

Auntie! George and I are very saddened by your passing but we are encouraged by the fact that we will meet around the throne.

Rest in peace. George and Monica McKenzie

TRIBUTE TO SISTER ELEXIE ELIZABETH DOUGLAS Sister Elexie Elizabeth Douglas, or ‘Aunt’ as she was affectionately known, served as a member of Pentecostal Tabernacle, Wildman Street, Kingston, Jamaica during my tenure as Pastor. Having experienced the new birth of water and Spirit, she served her Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ, with a sense of purpose, passion, and priority.

Hers was a life well lived. She manifested the elements of the fruit of the Spirit. Significantly, this enabled her to minister effectively to others, all to the glory of God. My wife, Valerie, joins me in extending condolences to the members of her family. Please be assured of our prayers, as you work through your grief, and live in readiness for the rapture.

Sammy & Valerie Stewart To a wonderful woman of God who mothered me for almost 60 years: I met Aunt on Christmas day 1964 at her home in Kingston, Jamaica, where she opened both her arms and heart and welcomed me. She soon accepted me as a daughter and she became mama, especially after my own mother passed and she became a source of comfort. Over the years it has been so easy to talk to her about any and everything.

She had a way of opening home, heart and hands to everyone, especially children. She would delight in serving from the youngest to the oldest.

Whenever she met someone new her first interest would be their relationship with God and church. In particular, she loved her church and it was her pride and joy to serve her church. When she visited me in Canada, she would leave instructions that I should give the first fruits of my fruit trees to my Pastor.

I’m going to miss hearing her voice, watching her favourite shows with her and shopping with her for pots. I am sad that I was not able to be with her to the end during her time of illness, but I rest in the hope that I will see her again.

With love – Millicent Senior

I Miss You Many may come and many may go But you are a very nice person That many people should know You are a role model You are quiet and encouraging Only good words you bring May God bless and guide you always And as long as your life last I know you will be respected In this small parcel I just want to convey all best wishes To: Mrs. Douglas By: Barbara Dixon Date: 11th September, 1990

While living in Jamaica, many of the children in the neighborhood would visit the Douglas home to be loved and cared for by grandma. Barbara was one of those children. When Mother Douglas migrated, Barbara sent this poem to her which she has kept all these years.

WE HAVE A HOPE!

The village has no end.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS Thank You

The Douglas family is appreciative of every act of kindness and each expression of sympathy extended at the passing of our dear Mother, Aunt, and Grandma. To everyone who has cared for her, loved her and added joy to her life… please know that she loved you all.

Your prayers will sustain us, your love will uphold us, and our shared hope of eternal life will comfort us.

INTERMENT Fred Hunters Hollywood Memorial Gardens North 3001 N 72nd Ave. Hollywood, FL 33024 REPAST Banquet Hall Pentecostal Tabernacle

PALL BEARERS Barrington Douglas Stuart Williams Shawn Williams Christopher James Jr. David Powell Ojdre Sutherland

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UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN Just A Little While Just a little while to stay here Just a little while to wait Just a little while to labor In the path that’s always straight.

Just a little more of trouble In this low and sinful state; Then we’ll enter heaven’s portals, Sweeping thru the pearly gates.

I’ll Fly Away Some glad morning when this life is o’er, I’ll fly away; To a home on God’s celestial shore, I’ll fly away (I’ll fly away).

When the shadows of this life have gone, I’ll fly away; Like a bird from prison bars has flown, I’ll fly away (I’ll fly away) Chorus

Chorus I’ll fly away, Oh Glory I’ll fly away; (in the morning) When I die, Hallelujah, by and by, I’ll fly away (I’ll fly away).

Just a few more weary days and then, I’ll fly away; To a land where joy shall never end, I’ll fly away (I’ll fly away) Chorus

Resting in Jesus!

For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with Him. (1 Thessalonians 4:14) In the arms of sweet deliverance I’m gonna lay my heavy burdens down And with my Lord I’ll abide.

When at last my traveling days are done In the land somewhere beyond the sun In the arms of sweet deliverance In the arms of sweet deliverance I shall rest by and by