HEAVEN

All God's creation shall be made new,
Be throughly purged of sin
When God says, "It's finished!", and "time" is no more,
And the saints go marching in.

A brand new earth and a new heaven, too,
Will be made for the saints of the Lord;
There'll be no more corruption, no sin and no death
When God's children receive their reward.

No historical data will be retained
For all things will be made new;
Nothing of this world will be worth saving;
There'll be no great events to review.

All that's evil and corrupt will be forgotten;
There'll be no memories of injustice and wrong;
No wars and no quarrels between men or nations;
Not one thing that doesn't belong.

All will be peace and joy and contentment;
There'll be unclouded day and no night.
No sound of weeping shall ever be heard there
In that city where Christ is the light.

a. franklin staples


April 17-24, 1994

© 1994 by a. franklin staples