A Seat At the Right Hand of My Lord
A PROCLAIMED PROMISE AS PROSCRIBED
Surely there must be music…………………………..
Hymnals heard to echo from walls leafed by genuine gold
As they cometh into His arms for to enfold
“Behold,” says he to a heart whose ease is now portended as being peaceful at last
“My children this is your new hearth, your sanctuary, your reward for a righteous past”
Hush now
The sacrosanct souls heard through their ears your name being sung by a choir of heroes in harmony heard
……..with God’s blessing and baptizing every beautiful word
And there set before you all is the promised table at which you will be in a most prominent and well deserved place
And then the latest arrival, this sanctified soul must soulfully lead us in saying “Grace”
There to dine on delights deemed by the heart of Jesus for His beloved ones
All his devoutly devoted daughters and all his sacred sons
So sit do they now at the right hand of reverence
For this lovely woman’s deliverance
Welcomed warmly by those she knew and those she never knew before
Urged with genuine congeniality through the Lord’s front door
“this is your new home with loved ones and the ones so soon to love”
your covenant is now considered complete, having duly been signed by you and the one high above
For they have arrived in a place privy only to the pious who have all paid their due
A place where aged wrinkles become flesh soft as silk anew
A place sanctified by songs of gospel and glory combined
Heavenly sounds created by the hands and hearts of masters defined
……………………there
She is finally there
And surely majestic music is heralded and heard there…………………..
There simply must be music
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Copyright © Jeffry Cohan | Year Posted 2011
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