How I Picture Heaven By Kenny Davis

How I Picture Heaven by Kenny Davis How do I picture Heaven? The great kingdom among clouds His children, His saints His angels, rejoicing loud How do I picture Heaven? This astonishing, glorious place Where I pray to have the honor To gaze upon his majestic face How do I picture Heaven? The street paved in gold Worth more than the richest treasure Even grander than I was told How do I picture Heaven? Beyond light-years away from earth Beyond mere galaxies away from pain Even much further away all of the hurt How do I picture Heaven? Many mansions made of pearl Luster brighter than the stars One that shines across the world How do I picture Heaven? Free of worry and strife No more heartbreak and heart ache Looking forward to this eternal life How do I picture Heaven? On every face, there is a smile The joy amongst his followers Can be seen for many miles How do I picture Heaven? Land of milk and honey Sweeter than grain of a sugar cane And every day is sunny How do I picture Heaven? Or should I say, “The land of honey and milk” With everyone in their marvelous robes Softer than Egyptian silk How do I picture Heaven? Land of joy and bliss If you are to miss the train Oh! What a party you would miss! How do I picture Heaven? With much dancing around the throne No ailment, No sickness No illness or broken bones How do I picture Heaven? I was told of a great feast Food stretching beyond North and South Further beyond West and East How do I picture Heaven? Christ went to prepare a place for me More glorious than I have heard I can’t wait to see How do I picture Heaven? As the angels spread their wings Harps and trumpets are to sound As his many children are drawn to sing How do I picture Heaven? Everyone stands in celebration Forever shielded from the troubles Forever shielded from the tribulation How do I picture Heaven? With amazing sights yet to be seen More glorious wonders left to witness For many, will be far beyond belief How do I picture Heaven? As the angels’ robes glisten They shall sing many songs of Zion All who have ears shall listen How do I picture Heaven? The legendary kingdom of glory The masses, gathered in fellowship And every day is Sunday morning How do I picture Heaven? The mere thought of a world without sin? Sure hope I don’t end up Left on the outside, looking in How do I picture Heaven? When we are called up into the air I am doing all I can to go I hope to see you there! © November 2010 k.davis