OH MY HEAVEN
Oh my Heaven, sweet sweet Heaven
City of my Great Reward
Oh lovely Heaven
Where pure men breathe in love
And dear saints dine and wine
At the table of the Lord.
Oh Heaven my country
Where I am an affirmed and loved citizen
Where I am fully employed by my King
Where no foreigner can invade
Neither corruption be found
Oh Heaven, my perfect Heaven.
Oh precious Heaven my Home
Where sweet praises are raised to Father alone
Oh Heaven, Home of homes
Where all tongues and tribes
And nations and people
Are bonded in love as one big family.
Oh dearest Heaven
Where hearts and houses
And streets and cities
Are purified by fire
And are more transparent
Than any man-made glass.
Heaven oh Heaven
The City of righteousness I remember
When I am tried and tempted
City I can’t dare to miss
City of Whose I long to meet
Heaven, the Heaven.
A tree of height dreams was vast Sweet gum it seems,
when I chance to retrace tender childhood thoughts.
Young dreams of enemy's luck in classic schemes.
Thoughts would drift as wars with my demons were fought.
An old Sweet gum tree, my womb of strong support,
she mothered my dreams, fetus did not abort.
Divine boughs call now I Godly dedicate,
my witness by grace, as I still meditate.
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4/19/2011
Angels of the choir
Is this the sound of heaven?
Such sweet emanations’
Heaven sings out
Each note
Plucks at my heart
Lifts my soul
Then elevates me
Carrying me away
On a choral wave
Of sweet rapture
Then upon the final note
Of purest clarity
I return to earth
God must have smiled when there so high
He hung a rainbow in the sky
To reassure, assuage our fears.
We've been so blessed for all these years
With God's own sign that He still cares,
Is overseeing Earth's affairs.
So when you see the storm clouds brew,
Remember God's sweet oath to you.
He'll send his bow in sweet accord;
Assurance that He keeps his word.
For John Heck's Encore contest
Faith has infiltrated one sweet soul,
As life riddled with sin and stain thereof,
Emancipation for the spirit being,
Sought in prayer salvation showed freedom.
Through turbulence and heart ache strength is born,
As holy light beams guide the wicked home,
Faith achieves the answers in the heart,
Surrendered to the God of Heaven and Earth.
When all else fails some simple words will do,
As lovely candlelight flows a request,
A pure soul understands that time will show,
Faith carries on the wings of angel mist.
Faith contains the keys to mysteries,
Reward in eternal mansions beyond the clouds,
The presence of His Light forevermore,
Satisfies the hungry heart, sweet soul, deep mind.
My theme in this contest is Faith.
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