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Sylvia Tremblay
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At last I reach my final home, The gates swing open wide. I get a glimpse of glory, I can't wait to get inside. An angel beckons to me, I hurry up to him. He opens up a golden book, and lets me look within. I see my name is written, on the page that he turns to, He says you finally made it, I've been waiting here for you. He points in one direction, and tells me "go that way". So I start my tour of heaven, The place I get to stay. I see many mansions, and walk the streets of gold. And hear the angels praising God, just like I had been told. And then I spot my loved ones, They've been here many years. We hug and kiss eachother, All smiles, there are no tears. I look around for Jesus, I know he'll soon appear. I want to kneel and praise him, He's the reason I am here. He took upon himself my sins, He paid the price for me. And by his victory over death, He finally set me free. Free from all my worldly sins, and the evil satin sent. Jesus came into my heart, Because I did repent. I'll finally get to meet him, When I bow before his throne. For all the times hes carried me, When I couldnt walk alone. I'll dwell with him in heaven, with no sorrow,tears or pain. This was his promose to me, When to this earth he came. There are many mansions up here, Theres room for all of you. So to join us all in heaven, I'll tell you what to do. Accept Jesus as your Savior, He will wash your sins away. He's waiting here to greet you, When you join us here one day.
- Amanda
10/24/2009