Rest In Glory (Mama's Song) (feat. Nuel Triumph & Comrades with a Contrite Heart)

To every believer death is a comma not a full stop
Real talk I do miss my mama but I won't stop
Life doesn't come with a manual rather a mother
No other not a brother can stick closer than a mother
The penmanship of a penman sentimental
Before the loss of my mama I was broken mental
Getting dreams and revelations of her call to rest in glory
October the thirtieth yeah we were getting weary
Obscene deep struggles untold unseen
Paps called me at a quarter to eleven
Prior to that I was on my knees praying to the LORD begging please
Bittersweet emotions thinking about all her devotion
The LORD knows best but we were still opposing
We saw the bigger picture now we were for the motion
So we switched up our prayers said LORD let your will be done
Thy will be done All Knowing no opposing

We were made from the dust
And to the dust we're called
Times and seasons change
But You still remain the same
Summer fades to fall
To rest in glory Precious You called
Thy will be done
On Earth as it is in heaven
You give and you take away
By grace I know that You'll make a way

Paul said to live is CHRIST and to die is gain
Mama's death in CHRIST yes I do deem her gain
I could've easily made this song a dirge
Get you sad shedding tears
To uplift spirits I was called with the joy pain I merged
Without CHRIST Mama's years on Earth would've been in vain
Her Salvation she worked out with fear and trembling
On the need to forgive she stressed during her last days
Had to stifle my emotions over provocations
Be the bigger man, try to avoid altercations
During such times, stress times
Tried to seal all the loop holes
Avoid getting me foes
Dicy as it got had to avoid meeting new folks
The legacy she left behind is bigger than her personality
She was meek but not weak
Calm like a sheep her wisdom was deep
This ain't the end of the journey
Till we meet again
I miss you Mama Rest In Glory

We were made from the dust
And to the dust we're called
Times and seasons change
But You still remain the same
Summer fades to fall
To rest in glory Precious You called
Thy will be done
On Earth as it is in heaven
You give and you take away
By grace I know that You'll make a way

Heaven is my home
Heaven is my home
Heaven is my home
This world is just a passing through