My Words Spoken
Oh What A Place New Jerusalem
When we see the glory of the new coming down
and we that endured to the end are granted entrance;
can you imagine a place where every street before your eyes
is filled with the clearest of gold.
A place where you can walk anywhere without
the fear of being robbed or physically harmed.
A place where you have no fear of being murdered
for race, injustice or any other senseless indifference
amongst each other.
A place where sin doesnít exist.
A place where the heart doesnít wax cold
and everyone can join hands and worship
the great I am as brother and sister.
A place where your old body thatís filled with pain
and infliction has been changed in a twinkle of an eye
by the Lordís perfection.
A place where time isnít a factor,
and Godís glory is so bright
that thereís no darkness ever to ascend upon.
A place where thereís an everlasting flow of living water,
and where a Tree of Life, which bare twelve manner of fruits
A place where thereís no enemies to bare a false witness,
to hold hate towards you nor to covet the things of their
A place where you can see the true colors of amethyst,
a sapphire, a diamond and other precious stones in rows
to be seen in the Lordís omnipotent presence.
A place where thereís twelve gates
and each gate has its own pearl
that sparkles as bright as anything
human eyes have ever seen.
A place where all the saints from the day of creation
until our present dwell amongst us.
A place where the tears from our crying eyes
have been wiped away,
and where death has fled from us
to no longer exist.
A place we can finally call home to rule and reign
with our benevolent King of Kings and Lord of Lords
for a thousand years.
Oh what a place I tell you.
Oh what a place, New Jerusalem.