What’s Heaven Like? Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Once more God’s Son will walk the earth
Our Groom will tread our land
In the glorious glow of new birth
We’ll rise to take His hand

What visions will there be up there?
What wonders will we see?
What treasures has The Lord to share?
For those His blood set free

What victories will our faith have won?
What welcome will we meet?
Has work in Heaven to be done?
Will food be there to eat?

What songs in Heaven will we sing?
Will we see Father’s face?
Then just like angels take to wing?
And fly from place to place

Must we still pray on bended knees?
When God is by our side
Will we come and go as we please?
Or in one place abide?

With bodies free of sin and shame
With heart and soul pure white
Will man be clothed in constant flame?
And shine as perfect light

Will death change us to living stone?
Will our home be in the sky?
Will we truly sit upon a throne?
And reign with Christ on high?

No ear has heard no eye has seen
No heart has yet conceived
What God’s reserved for Jesus’ queen
Who trust their faith believed