These Days

These days I think of Heaven,
Of how it's going to be…
As that blessed day approaches,
Your glory, I shall see.

I think too, of the angels,
Singing praises O' so sweet.
Some day soon, I will join them,
Then I'll worship at your feet.

These days I think of Heaven,
What a special place to be.
I know the time draws closer,
Every time I bow my knee.

Today I am contented,
Just to share Your blessed love.
As the Spirit gently guides me.
Smile upon me from above.

Lord, help me to remember,
As the day draws to the end,
There's a little bit of You,
Found in all my dearest friends.

 

Marie Williams
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