Written by: Laurel Larison

There is a light that we can see
When we are on our journey to eternity
We see the stairs one by one.
The other side we can see the light
The light of the doorway is open we can tell
The figure in the light is a blur for a short while
We walk and walk up to the door, the light
is bright but never hurts to see
We walk up and up and see the figure the light
so bright but the Lord awaits 
He holds out His hand so envitingly
We reach the top of the stairs finally, taking
the Lords Hand to enter into our eternity
What better place to walk and see. the Lord
and me going to eternity