My Each Plateau
My Each Plateau
Did appear to be in straits that were dire
And our each plateau had been a higher
One God for us each day had been built
Will think about while sitting on a quilt.
Suddenly out God's angel at me did leap
If you would only be part of God's sheep
Anything with Him can always be done
With His Son who both are Holy one.
At next level we will successfully arrive
With God always survive and come alive
While we here on earth are celebrating
For us in heaven He always will be waiting.
Jim Horn
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2017
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