Don’t you want to know Heaven’s coordinates? Don’t you want to see His sweet face? It’s left of His mercy and to the right of His full grace. That’s where I’m going, that’s my resting place. I’ve attended a concordance headed by his audience. I do my best to obey to prepare for judgment day. I Faith walk with pride and know he’ll help me if I err in my searches for the higher sight. Up there it’s the Holy, Holy, Holy scene – there’s no half steppin’, no in between.
By Jerriè McGill
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