Heavens Holy Realm
Count me of yourself
worthy to receive
a crown of mercy
seldom do I freely speak
aloud what my soul does seek
I yearn to achieve that goal
If my Lord shall descend to me
imprints on my soul
treasures he has for me
Within the realm I can not see
I withdraw my eyes
and fix them high
to trace the path of time
for a life I lived in self condemnation
from the task my Father knew
before the birth of me
copyright (c) 1999
By Nancy Smith