“HEAVEN”

Poem

Can you see those yonder gates 

When you gaze up toward heaven?

By faith just look into that book 

Where all the names are written! 

By God’s own pen, in His own hand

Immutably forgiven 

Saved by grace, and by the Lamb 

Through whom those nails were driven 

Oh nail pierced hands, oh blood stained cross!

What merciful provision! 

For endless days most gracious thoughts

Exalt the One who’s risen! 

Oh saints rejoice, elect of God 

When you face all derision 

For soon with angels we shall trod 

The golden streets of heaven