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MY MUSINGS OF HEAVEN - O BEAUTIFUL LAND """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" WRITTEN BY STELLA MITCHELL MAY 2014. Heaven - O beautiful Land where nothing dies - where Verdant hills of luscious greens - and purest air - become a Constant feast to seeing eyes - where music fills the air in perfect Tune and tone - and angel voices join the Halleluyah Chorus of a Million praises coming from the - once Redeemed - around God's Holy Throne - O earthly beings - there is no sound - however sweet - that Can compare - to songs of worship - filling hearts and mouths And ears - of those already - Safely there. How do I know such things as these ? - that tell us of unearthly joys and Gain - and love as tangible to touch - as if we could reach out and feel its Pulse reverberating through the very waves of every fibre of our mortal frame - With such a power - and yet - with only ecstacy and thrill - and never pain - or cause To harm - I only can repeat - I know - But how it is ? - only my spirit - caught up In the realms of love itself - can answer this - such unearthly - Truly - Wondrous - Heavenly Bliss . To be where never teardrops fall from eyes - or hearts that break - or death Defies - but Life - more full - than any bless-ed kind experienced in this world Below could ever know - such wondrous life - with no decay or death - or growing Weak and old - but strength and peace - so tranquil in its sweet repose - and air with No extremes of hot or cold - ' tis this awaits the ones who have no fear of mortal death - But only Faith - in that all-Glorious Place that beckons us - with arms of love - to let This lesser place we now call home - release our grip - and Let it go - and reach Above . O Perfect One - You saw me in Your dying breath on that all-conquering tree - and Yet - You looked with joy - beyond the veil - and saw what I could not - in my still fallen State - yet see - but - Glorious Day - when from the grave You rose - and took the keys of Death and Hell - and broke my sinful chains and set me free - and told me - It is well - for When I leave this clay-mired frame - wherein my spirit has been forced to dwell - I Will forever live - with You - my LORD - Eternally - Where all is - There - Forever Well . And - Joy of Joys - I'll know the truth of what my heart now feels - for it will then be Perfect in reality - as with pure sight - my heavenly eyes will then behold - the Glory of The LORD on streets of glittering gold - and then - with raptures - undiluted and untainted I Shall see - beyond the veil - and stinted imagery - no longer then a dream that some might Call a fantasy - but face to face with Truth - more real than now the air we breath - of Perfect Love and Peace and Harmony - and not for Just a season - but for All Etenity . And so - in light of that ..... My heart can only bow and say - ' I thank You LORD - for Such great Love ' - In quiet humility . """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" If you are such a one who doesn't have the same assurance as I do of a Heavenly Home awaiting you ...then just ask God now to forgive you of your sins , and then for Him to take over your life , in the power of His Holy Spirit . God is only a prayer away ....and He will hear you . Many blessings to you all today with His Love Stella >< Vote for this poem
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