As I lay here,
with these words running,
through my mind,
” O, come, Angel band,
come and around me stand,
bare me away,
on your snowy wings
to my immortal home.”
One day,
At my Heavenly Father’s timing,
I will be ushered into Heaven
by the sound of Angel’s wings,
a Heavenly choir singing,
as my feet will touch down
on the streets of gold,
to live forever,
and never grow old.
Yes, in this land of cloudless skies,
no pain, no heartaches and no cry’s.
Now, another song floods my soul,
” What a day that will be,
when the face of Jesus,
we shall see.”
jake70 