Heaven Is Waiting

When the lights go out in this corrupt world
Will you be sitting there by your Lord's side
Has your soul found it's place up in Heaven
That beautiful place where we all will reside

Knowing the comfort of our Savior's arms
We will hear the harps playing so sweetly
In this Eternal land we shall forever remain
Faith in our Dear Lord was had completely

No pains, no sorrows, will we see up there
We will be saved by God's Grace we know
Blood of Jesus has washed our sins away
He has made us pure as a blanket of snow

So beautiful will be all the homes up there
Mortal words cannot describe their wonder
Be up there with our dear Lord and Master
Know the devil wants your heart to plunder

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Our Christmas Gift

Each year I am reminded of God's gift
That first year it came before Christmas
A cold Saturday afternoon we were wed
Into this humdrum life came freshness

These years have been happy with you
Knowing how much love is in our heart
These years have been spent with a lady
I shall ever refer to as my sweetheart

With the joy of spending my life with you
I thank God for us meeting that cold night
You were so beautiful when we first met
I didn't want to let you go out of my sight

With the clamor of the Christmas season
One thing I shall never forget to tell you
God gave to me that wonderful gift in 1978
I think He gave you that wonderful gift too

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In memorey of Paul Arthur 1911-2010

Our oldest church member has gone to Heaven. I wrote these two poems in his memorey. The first one Our Pastor read at his service.

In Memory Of A Friend

In the dark night God came to Paul
He said your mortal life is now done
All your worldly troubles are now past
My son your victory has been won

I am sure that up there he is smiling
Being there beside his Saviors side
Saved by Grace I can hear him say
With his God he will forever reside

He knew God and believed His word
God and his family was his whole life
He had no fear of what this world had
In his new home he wont see strife

Brother Paul I know we will miss you
But there is one thing that we can say
When we get to see you up in Heaven
We know it will be a most joyous day

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Our Brother Paul

On a cold December night God called him
Welcome to Heaven I know you are a friend
With your faith you have had in your Lord
This shall be your home and it has no end

For many years Paul had studied the Bible
He prayed to his Savior all these years ago
He knew that when his Earthly life was over
With God up into Beulah land he would go

We all know that he is now with his Jesus
Many of his old friends he will see up there
Knowing that his love for our Eternal King
He will be in God's gracious love and care

Although we weep for our departed brother
We know that these tears should be in vain
He is so happy with his beautiful home now
Having no Earthly loss, Heaven is his gain

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For All Eternity

When I hear my name called there in Glory
Tears shall fill these eyes on that happy day
I shall hear our Savior shout the message
Come my son I have taken your sins away

What a glorious feeling when my Jesus I see
His smiling face shows the love in His heart
Knowing I want to tell Him of my love for Him
I stammer not knowing how or when to start

Though I have no fear I am awed by my Lord
His presence radiates a warm feeling over me
Flooding my soul with this great happiness
I know from that old sinful world I am now free

I will know all the pages of the Bible to be true
For this is the land that He made for you and me
No suffering or pain will we ever see up here
Together in harmony we will live for all eternity

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That Most Holy Night

Crystal flakes of snow fall so softly
Quiet is this night that's frigid cold
Our manger scene out on the lawn
Is surely a beautiful sight to behold

Depicting that Holy time long ago
When our Savior was born that night
They didn't find any rooms at the Inn
So a stable would have to be alright

It was there Jesus was born of Mary
Straw was used to make him a bed
Keeping quiet that most Holy night
Only very few words then were said

We celebrate this date every year
Christmas is what we call that day
Knowing it was He who saved me
I thank Him each night when I pray

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His Name Is Jesus

He was born of the virgin Mary
In a stable's manger that night
A single star was there glowing
To make the darken sky bright

A Holy baby asleep in the straw
Few knew He was God's only son
He was born in this evil old world
So a sinner's rebirth could be done

Only perfect man to walk this Earth
He could heal both the sick and lame
We know He loved the whole world
Both the good and bad just the same

Few now think of Him at Christmas
Too busy buying gifts and the toys
Everything must be ready for Santa
Who gives gifts to the girls and boys

We should be celebrating His birth
For what He has done for you and me
Not just to make it a festive occasion
For we know this is way it should be

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Riding Our Sleds

Lace like flakes keep falling down
It's covering Earth's brown ground
Deeper the snow gets by the hour
Soon no bare Earth will be found

We can see some kids on the hill
As they climb up to that hill's top
Then ride with an abandoned fear
Down to the bottom and then stop

As I watch I remember those days
I dream of my childhood back then
When everything was so care free
What days of fun for us it had been

Too soon we go past being a child
Still us adults would like to have fun
As I sit tilted back in this easy chair
Dreaming of my great toboggan run

I am sure God put snow in Heaven
Where everyone can have a nice ride
Even us elderly people can have fun
Riding on our sleds down the hillside

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