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, and give us victory,
over sin and the grave.
He gives us a new name in glory,
and soon a new home to share,
singing a new song in Heaven,
with Angels and Saints up there,
living a life,
with out pain, sorrow or care.
So let us lift our eyes and hands,
toward Heaven,
thanking God that Jesus came,
to give hope to the lost,
and eternal Salvation,
to those,
who call upon His name.
Reblogged this on Wint68's Blog and commented:
I wrote this coming home in October!
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