On His Heavenly Throne

As I lay sleeping an angel appeared,
He then softly whispered into my ear.
"Come with me, you will suffer no more,
I was told to take you to meet the Lord."


As I felt the fading of this beating heart,
I knew on a journey I was soon to start.
My spirit ascended way above my bed,
And then soon after I knew I was dead.

I saw a long tunnel with lights at the end,
I heard the voices of family and friends.
They are all in white with beautiful wings,
In this same instant I heard the choir sing.

Way off in the distance I saw beautiful gates,
I saw St. Peter standing in wait.
I saw another man in a robe of white,
With such a glorious halo shining so bright.

Upon his head is a crown made of jewels,
With diamonds, rubies, and beautiful pearls.
Softly and tenderly he reaches out his hand,
He said, "Welcome, child, to Gods glory land.


I saw the treasures beneath my feet,
Profusions of silver and gold on the street.
Many beautiful wonders to me were shown,
With serenity and love I have never known.

I knew I had ascended to heaven above,
Because never before have I felt such love.
"Oh, what ecstasy," I said with a moan,
As I saw God on his heavenly throne!


Written by:  Thelma Shutters
11-19-2002
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