Heaven
Beyond the clouds, soft and bright,
beyond temped sky it lies
out where light is purely white
and prism shattered without dyes.
Heaven hides, pasture wide.
Where the book of life is read.
Angels perch and sing their fill.
Where sacrificed Lambs or bled
their blood poured over rightful heads,
decidedness of good and ill.
Ones that enter are all who will
and leave behind their earthly cares.
With their faith, claiming their thrill
with His love being fulfilled.
Heavenly pleasures to His heirs.
Earthward opens Heaven's portal,
having the Master's word read out
giving hope to all who's mortal.
Heaven hides from eyes both weak and stout
just beyond the shadow of a doubt.
Copyright © Mike Samford | Year Posted 2007
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