Heaven On My Mind

Can you picture a mansion on a hilltop
Or streets paved with gold,
Crystal streams running by ~
Never being hungry or cold?

What about meeting our loved ones
Who have gone on before;
Being able to praise our Savior,
The one that we love and adore?

Picture a lion
Laying down with a lamb...
Flowers and orchards,
God made with a wave of His hand...

Singing songs to our Father,
Lifting Him up with our praise...
Finally seeing the one
Called the 'Ancient of Days'...

Seeing the nail prints
In His hands and His feet...
Hearing Him say, "Well done, my child.
Your journey is now complete."

I picture these things clearly
In my mind as I sleep.
One day it will be real,
When my Savior I'll meet.

       Copyright Myra Wood
 randmwood@mail.tazland.net