Glory Land Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

IN GLORY LAND

I've reached down to the darkest depths
Some pleasure there to see
But I must confess, those pleasures,
Did escape the likes of me.

Then I reached up into Heavens realm
With brightness glorified
And beauty there beyond belief
My eyes have now espied.

No longer now, can I look down
For my eyes are trained above
And here within my human heart
I've felt celestial love.

As songs of praise escape my lips,
Sweet psalms of praise so fine
And now for Our sweet Savior's touch
I do, so truly, pine.

Each blessed whisper in my ear
Each touch of wind, my cheek,
Does change to beauty this life here...
It no longer looks so bleak.

And one day when this life is cold
And this human body dust,
I'll praise You there in Glory Land
For in You, my heart does trust.

Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
1-25-07
By Ms. Caroline


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