The Love of God

Hello Father, my old friend, I've come through prayer again, Your visions planted in my head, To voice in His great stead, An agenda that is for us all, Jesus' call, Within the Love of God, In restful dreams, I walked bold, Down the streets of gold, 'Neath the warmth of a light, Your love gave me flight, Now a view of your wonderful throne, Made of stone, And touched by the Love of God, And in the light, I saw, A place with grace for us all, Then I began to wake, Glorious dream I could not make, And the vision that was planted in my brain, Still remains, Cause the Love of God, "Christians" said I "You must know, Our Father's love grows, Hear His words that He may teach you, Take His arms that He may reach you, All His words, come from above, And echoed our Father's Love, And the people knelt and prayed, In awe of what He made, And the love rushed out it's warming, In the words that it was forming, The good book has said "The end is near, With none to fear, Within the Love of God.