HEAVEN’S SPLENDOR

O, to walk on those streets of gold, that are in Heaven, I’m told, to see the Jasper walls, and those gates of pearl, O, to live without sin, trouble or pain, no heartaches at all, and be able to talk, talk with Jesus and Apostle Paul. O, to see the crystal sea, and listen

The Trail

  There is a trail, out back of the house, winding over the hill, so peaceful and still. On that old trail, I have walked, and watched the white tailed deer. On that old trail, I have heard, the wild goose call, echo through the cool air of fall. Om this old trail, I have

GOING HOME

Driving down this old country road, seeing leaves all painted, orange, red and gold, reminds me, the Master Painter, loves me and you. He is our only true guide, sent His Son Jesus, to seek and to save,                                  

SEPTEMBER

  SEPTEMBER It’s September, it’s September, where has summer gone? It’s September, it’s September, it is cool now at dawn. It’s September, it’s September, soon the leaves will fall, and soon the wild goose will call. It’s September, it’s September, the kids are back to school, to learn the three r’s and the golden rule.