Poetry About Jesus And Salvation
cindydwy
Going Home
I’m going home, I’m going home
I can feel it in my bones
I can almost hear the heavenly choir singing
in sweet angelic tones
In this earthly tabernacle
I do groan and am burdened
to be clothed with my home in heaven
where eternity I will spend
I’m willing to be absent from the body
and be present with my Lord
Just to be released from this body of sin
will be a great reward
I am eager for and long to
put off this corruptible body of clay
and to be at blessed rest
in Heaven’s eternal day
II Corinthians 5:1 For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.
II Peter 1:14 Knowing that shortly I must put off this my tabernacle, even as our Lord Jesus Christ hath shewed me.
Just Think
Just think of stepping
on the peaceful golden shore
and hearing the heavenly harps play
with its beauty gallore
Just think of the majestic voices
of the choir sing
praises throughout all eternity
to Jesus the Lord and King
Just think of hearing the horns
play a melodic symphony
where there will be
no discordance or disharmony
Just think of finishing our course
and going to our home
never again to wander off track
and never again to roam
Just think of hearing Jesus say
"Well done"
The race now being over
and eternity has just begun
Just think how much
peace will be in that place
and how glad we will be
we are saved by his grace
Just think how wonderful
it will be to end our pilgram journey
and be in that glorious land
forever throughout eternity
Just think of never again having
a battle with the flesh or the devil
To be up high above it
on a different plane and level
Just think of seeing loved ones
who are waiting in that land in the sky
We will see them again
and never have to say good bye
Just think how close it is
and how soon we will be there
It may even be today
we'll be breathing in the new celestrial air
Philippians 4:8 ..... whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.
Mansion In The Sky
My bags are all packed
and I'm ready to go
When Jesus comes for me
he won't be slow
He is going to come quickly
in the twinkling of an eye
I'm going to be with Jesus
in my mansion in the sky
It won't be much longer
just a few more weary days to stay
Then will be the glorious dawning
of a brand new day
Our labors and trials will be over
when we're in our new home
The victory will be won
never again on the earth to roam
If you want to have a mansion
in the sky with me
just trust Jesus as your savior
for he has paid your fee
It was all because of the
great price Jesus paid
that I could be forgiven
and have my mansion made
My mansion is built by
Jesus' own hand
and there will be great rejoicing
in that house so grand
We'll be so happy to be with
Jesus the King
and all our praises and thanks
to Him we will bring
John 14:2 In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.
When We Get To Heaven
Someday we will hear the heavenly choir sing
With the loud triumphant anthems ring
It will be the day the fight and battle is won
And we will look upon the face of God's dear son
All the wounded soldiers will be in a safe haven at last
Their wounds all bound up and Satan be an outcast
No more need for healing, no more burdens to bear
We will be forever set free when we get over there
May we keep our eyes on Jesus and look towards the finish line
And occupy til he comes, then at his feet we'll sit and dine
It will be so wonderful to have perfect peace and rest
To be safe in the arms of Jesus and be eternally blest
Our works will follow after us, so let us labor for what will last
Help us not give up and quit, but to stay in the race stedfast
We will never be sorry for one moment of labor spent for his name
But regret all the countless hours that were wasted away in vain
Rev 14:13 And I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, Write, Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth: Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from the labours; and their works do follow them.
No Regrets or Remorse
The sufferings we go through now will seem as nothing
when compared with the glory that does await
when this earthly life is over
and we go through the pearly white gate
It will be a glorious day to see our savior face to face
All the pain and hardships will be remembered no more
We will see Jesus in all his majesty and power
when we arrive at that beautiful shore
It will be worth it all when God calls us home
to know we have finished our course
and to know that for everything we did for Jesus
we will have no regrets or remorse
Roman 8:18 For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.
@Copyright 2011, by Cindy Wyatt. All rights reserved.
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Poetry About Jesus And Salvation
cindydwy