Heaven's Gates
There is an entrance way up high,
That keeps me reaching for the sky.
With gates of gold and when Angels sing,
That makes a song when heaven rings.
People say there is more than one way up,
Except through him is there a way to the top.
Excepting one does have no other,
But carries truth that does not bother.
Every Angel of heaven sings,
And is not mentioned between the rings.
When the light is never seen,
It makes us all too blind to see.
There is a darkness with one bright light,
And the light of it all is Jesus Christ.
There is no other that Loves so much,
As we tend to turn and forget too much.
The Love of Christ is like no other,
That he died for us so we can live like no other.
Our sins are forgiven and our life is now sweet,
Do to the sacrifice he made,
And that we must keep.
Jeremy Heiser
March '97
Email: epic_shadow@hotmail.com
