You won’t have the last laugh

You may laugh
All you want now
I can assure you, no laugh
When at the Saviour I bow

My guard put up
My faith held strong
Head held high, not a crop
In faith it will happen, bang!

I shall break forth
Rejoicing till dawn
For my morning shall come forth
I shall sing till victory’s morn

I will laugh, so loud
It will echo everywhere
The hills will resound
When it vibrates here

You will be put to shame
I will mock you aye
You thought you held the fame
But I have Christ aye


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