Best Faithheaven Poems


Pennies From Heaven

>>>>>>>>>If pennies from heaven were made of gold,
                     we would need everyone to save a soul.
                     For each soul that is saved, there are three that are lost,
                     a high price to pay,no matter what is the cost.

                    When we look up towards the heavens,
                    and see the bright stars in the sky.
                    They look like bright gold pennies,
                    and seem to glisten in our eyes.
 
                    When day time comes, they all seem to dissapear,     
                    or are they floating on clouds that seems so near.
                    At night angels send us pennies of gold,
                    to pay for the cleansing of another poor soul.
 
                    Once all the souls are saved, the pennies will stop falling,
                    we will all be in heaven then, for that is our calling.
                    The angels will gather all the souls from this earth,
                    precent them to God, so He may have His final word.

                    When we go before God, we will kneel and pray,
                    ask for the forgiveness of our sins we commited each day.
                    The good Lord will know if we are sincere,
                    and invite our souls in, to meet our family already there.
© Alan Fitz  Create an image from this poem.

I Want To Go To Heaven When I Die

I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN WHEN I DIE
   
              EVERYDAY WE HAVE OUR STRUGGLES
              DOWN HERE ON EARTH BELOW,
              THERE ARE SO MANY HEARTACHES NOW
               ITS EVERYWHERE YOU GO.
 
 
              THE LAUGHTER SEEMS TO BE ALL GONE
              AND BEEN REPLACED BY FEAR,
              AND EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK AROUND
              YOU SEE NOTHING BUT DESPAIR.
 
 
               I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN WHERE 
              NO TEARS WILL DIM THE EYES,
              I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN WITH MY 
              JESUS WHEN I DIE.
         
         UP THERE YOU,LL SEE NO HEARTACHES
             NO STRIFE AND NO MORE PAIN.
             UP THERE YOU,LL HAVE A MANSION
             AND A CROWN OF GOLD TO GAIN.
 
 
             WE WILL SING WITH ALL GODS ANGELS
             AROUND GODS HEAVENLY THRONE,
            AS WE LOOK AROUND FOR LOVED ONES
            THATS ALREADY BEEN GONE HOME.
 
 
 
          YES I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN
          WHERE NO TEARS WILL DIM THE EYE
          I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN
          WITH MY JESUS WHEN I DIE.
 
 
          YES I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN
          WITH MY JESUS WHEN I DIE.
 
 
          WRITTEN BY ANN HART SEPT 01,2007
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Praise the Father

God is great and mighty
He rules the world with a strong hand
Blessed be His name
I pray to Him and him alone
Glory be to the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
The trinity is the Holy triangle of my life
Praise and gratitude always to the Father and Son
Christ Jesus died for me and all my sins
I will mourn his crucifixion and be thankful for 
the day he rose again
He is the way, the truth, and the light
He delights in goodness and obedience
He delights in those who follow his way and word
It is right to give thanks and praise
He who wants to be with the Lord must lose himself or die first of his self
My life is in you Lord
Mighty was the Lamb who was slain
You bled away our sins
Might is the blood
Your ways are not our ways
We must learn your ways
Your Names
Teacher, Rabbi, Messiah, Prophet, Counselor, Truth, Indescribable,
Inconceivable, Gift, Guardian, Warrior, Soldier, Savior, Lover, Giver
Friend, Family, Creator, Spirit, Comforter, the Rock, the Family Tree,
Ruler of Heaven and sky, Lord of Heaven and Earth
Glory be to your name


His Tears

His tears has fallen a oceans they have made.
His  heart is broken once again.
His tears fill oceans once again more, his love is lost without a thought. His tears were never-ending until his son did appear.  He took the world sin and placed it on him.
Giving man a second chance Jesus chose to do this for Gods love of this world. And for his father of heaven great land.
Were man can now enter into because of Jesus great love that was within him. So get back on your knees thank God for your life and heaven great land. His tears are falling for our  souls are you ready for his great love, heaven holy land 
Get on your knees pray,  for another day for we are not promised one but we are promised heaven holy land

If Heaven Is Full of Angels

If Heaven Is Full Of Angels
 

If heaven is full of angels
Like the one who just arrived
What a glorious place waits
For the rest of us to strive
Taken from us temporary
But waiting in the wings
The sweetest sounding angel
That glows when she sings
A beautiful addition
To the choir in the sky
Singing with our Loves-ones
Who live up on high
Though sadness fills this room
And many tears will flow
But soon we’ll be rejoined
When it’s our time to go

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