O, man , that dwells so high,
and those so lowly,
All shall bend before God�s mighty Throne,
As Angels sing `HOLY, HOLY---
Yes, Tens of thousands, and thousands
of thousands, for we are not alone,

As we sail to a port protected,
Eluding storms that round us rage,
Into Gods majestic Garden,
wonderfully intersected,
Run crystal streams of glorious praise.

O`, beautiful, and cooling fountains,
Embracing this wondrous day.
Life, never ending,
like children, we run and play.

We have dwelled through Earths life,
And trudged through Its dreary sands,
But now, from high and stately mountains,
We can view our `Promised Land`.

Building Hope, in this
day of sweet reflections,
A Day, most beautiful,
and full of Love,
Raises up, -- from with in,
-- our affections
Ascending from Earth to Heaven above.

O,`Day of Grace, ever gaining,
For this is The Eternal Day of rest
As we seek all wonders remaining,
In our Mansion promised,
to us The Saved and Blessed.

All that have an ear, let us praise,
the ones we love the most,
Praise GOD, The Father, JESUS, The Son,
And our friend, the Holy GHOST.

Amen

With~Love~~~~~~John-Paul

Arranged with love:Rachel
I looking forward to this day!! Are you??