| Poems |
| By: Darlene Thacker March 7th, 2001 Heaven�s Gate I asked my Lord, �Please show the way that I may come back home. To once again return to Thee and stand before Thy throne.� Remembering that night I prayed and though it seemed at length, I simply asked the Lord if He would, please just give me strength. The narrow path that leads the way to enter Heaven�s gate It somehow seems much shorter now. �Lord, please don�t say, I�m late.� It seemed my prayer was set aside, my trials were coming still. In closing I would say, �All things, according to Thy will.� I saw a hungry child in need and gladly I did give. I prayed, �Dear Lord, please take my hand and guide each day I live.� �Lord, when my trials seem burdensome please make my load seem light.� And as we sleep I pray that Thou would keep us through the night.� I comforted a friend who had a few days left on earth. I loved her and I wondered if she knew our friendship�s worth. Again I got down on my knees, inquired of Heaven�s gate. I asked, �Dear Lord, please hear my prayer and please, don�t say I�m late.� Then suddenly a voice came clear and gently touched my soul. He whispered, �Child, that night you prayed was when I took control.� �You offered your whole life to me, you�ve kept your first estate. That night you offered up that prayer, you entered Heaven�s gate.� |
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