Friday, April 4, 2014

It All Is real


Follow His footprints to the sky
There you will find His Holy City
No threatening wind will we see
A sanctuary made for you and me


Perfection there will ever be found
For it was made by our God alone
Blue unclouded skies all the time
Mansions made with Granite stone


Fields of Green where kids can play
With unabashed joy they will squeal
Freedom there they’ll see every day
Nothing but the best and it all is real


This place I want to see one bright day
Where peace abounds for all eternity
There to be with a most precious God
Complete freedom awaits you and me


copyright © 2014 By Acie

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