Treading Sins Away

Sensing each step I persuade my body onward and up. Trekking up toward the light that adorns a precious cup, Angels around sing gentle sounds, I never heard before. Imagining the beauty that awaits me past that golden door, Reality sets in that I am rising upward to Heaven’s gate. Why oh why, have I been chosen to be given this fate. Again I see the Angels floating past my mortal soul. Yelling praises to him, our Lord, I met a mortal goal. Truth is what they said, even though I had sinned many ways. Only the living truth will deliver you upward, glorious praise. These steps I take I see all my sins on each tread that I take. Hearing forgiven, forgiven, my soul gets lighter upon the wake. Evangelical songs being sung, I pray, in his name, for my sake. Stairway brightens as I reach the top, hearing a question, I stop. Tell me, your saviors name, He who died upon the hilltop. Angels await my answer, tis a simple question that he does say. Reveling, Jesus I say, he took our sins, saving all upon that day. Seeing in my heart, I believed, he said come forth, cross over this way.