On That Sweet Day
As I wait for my name to be called in Glory
Lord do you hear this dreadful sinner's cry
I know I am not worthy of my place with you
In my home you have made there in the sky
Many times I have been lost and all alone
My Lord you have picked me up every time
If I hadn't heard your voice calling to me
Without doubt I would had done the crime
It's my faith in You that now keeps me going
Prayers to You always enter this aged mind
Ever wanting to be with You up in Heaven
Knowing Lord you are ever gentle and kind
So when you call my name Lord I am ready
Take me to that wonderful mansion on high
What a blessing to find my love ones there
On that sweet day you would have me to die
copyright © 2012 By Acie
Monday, May 14, 2012
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