No it's
not another planet
Or somewhere
in outer space
Not a lost
deserted island
On a map
that man can trace !
The Saints
have Reservations
Written in
a Book of Life
A Home for
all Believers
Where there
is no sin or strife !
On earth there
is no highway
Nor a chartered
earthly route
The human
eye can't see it
But it's
there without a doubt !
Astronomers can't
gaze upon
It's Gates
from using lens
Those Evolution
followers
Can't see
it for their sins !
One day will
be a Rapture
And the trumpet,
it will sound
My Jesus,
He will take me
To my Home
on higher ground !
You won't
find it on the TV
Or inside
a VCR
Don' t trust
in a computer
It won't
get you very far.
A train will
never take you
There is
not a bus to ride
Repent and
call on Jesus
'Twas for
you He Bled and Died.
It isn't up
a ladder
For you cannot
work your way
It's only
thru' Salvation
Which is
still a Gift today !
It won't be
upon this earth
But there
will be a Jubilee
The place
God says is HEAVEN
Where I'll
spend Eternity !
Author / Poem Written by:
Tammy Boatman - Young

