Articles Of Heaven

Oh, when I get to heaven That amazing promised land Spoken of almighty God An assertion true and grand There'll be no war, nor terror; I will rest my shield and sword. With eyes lifted, wondrously, To gaze upon my sweet Lord. And, there, I shall bow my knees In grateful worship and praise— Thanking God for his true love. Then, perhaps, a song to raise Ahh. To stroll that wondrous place— A guide to lead me around. To absorb His beauteous grace The breathtaking sights and sounds. I'll visit friends and loved ones, Those who've before me gone. To fellowship with them there, Where days shall ne'er be done.