Headed Home

One day I will see that land

Where milk and honey flow

And one day I shall dwell

Where heaven’s joy I’ll know

I’ll sit and talk for ages

With all my loved ones there

And we will never worry

Or ever have a care

My eyes they shall behold

The streets of purest gold

And I will hear the half

That’s never yet been told

But most of all

I’ll see the king

Who bled and died for me

And in that sacred moment

I’ll hear all heaven  sing

It will be such a glorious time

I don’t believe it’s long

Till Christ will split those eastern skies
And I’ll be headed home
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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