Oh that I had the wings of a bird….
How I would fly eagerly beyond the shores of this den of sin
Towards the pearly gates of that Eternal City
Oh, that I would have a minute presence before the Most High
How I would pour out my soul unto HIM in penitence and seek HIS benevolent blessings and grace
Oh that I would join the bright beings in the city of Light
How I would join their chorus of praise to the everlasting Father, my soul provider
Oh that I would walk on the fair fields of Heaven and behold my redeemed soul in the sea of glass and streets of shining gold
How I would plead to forever remain there and forever behold my Redeemer
Oh that I shall sit under the tree of life and drink of the rivers of life….that my years shall be boundless and my youth shall be in millennia
I yearn for a fairer and better land…the land of the saints in eternal light… Where we shall gather each Sabbath to bow before HIM who poured HIS soul unto death for us
Oh for that Sabbath when all the saints of God shall throng to the New Jerusalem, the bride of God, to ever worship and adore HIM
Oh that you would join me to reminisce, on this Sabbath, the promise and inheritance of the Saints on the New Earth and Heaven, our impending Paradise
