Daily Archives: September 17, 2013


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 to the Angels sing,

and gather around God’s thrown,

and with every sound proclaim,

worthy is the LAMB that was slain!

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 watched,

the wild flowers bloom,

have heard the crows,

and bumble bees zoom.

Yes,  this old trail,

takes me to and fro,

my favorite place,

where the red pine trees grow.

On this old trail,

I go,

to meditate and pray,

to my heavenly Father above,

and say thank you,

for His everlasting love.