My Each Plateau

My Each Plateau Did appear to be in straits that were dire And our each plateau had been a higher One God for us each day had been built Will think about while sitting on a quilt. Suddenly out God's angel at me did leap If you would only be part of God's sheep Anything with Him can always be done With His Son who both are Holy one. At next level we will successfully arrive With God always survive and come alive While we here on earth are celebrating For us in heaven He always will be waiting. Jim Horn