I have never seen heaven;
Though I can't wait to go,
To this increadible place,
Where sorrow is no more
Golden streets under my feet
I have my pure white robe on,
An angel greets me and replies
''You finally came home''
''I want to speak to JESUS''
''the GREAT teacher''
''Can we go and see him? ''
I asked anxiously
With a warming smile he replied ofcourse
HE has been expecting you
Leading the way towrads JESUS
The one who loves everyone in the world;
A world so grimy and cruel
Thinking to myself;
I made it! I made it!
I truly did!
And now I get to spend ETERNITY in HIS GREAT prescence!
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