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Land of PromiseAn unfailing Light Perfect and bright Banishes darkness And remains In sight. The humble can see Without any fear And have been Lifted by Christ Who dried Their tear. Pastures are green Pleasantly serene Flowing waters Are pure and Clean. Protected Are the souls Of this timeless field Blessed by The Spirit- And permanently Sealed. God’s angels rejoice. This Promised Land Is unique in design Built on true faith Shaped- by Hands divine. They heard the Deliverer speak Of mansions made for the meek And knew from within their heart That they would never have to part. In the arms of the Deliverer True believers stay Praising God always for His will and His Way. God’s angels rejoice. And there shall be no night there; and they need no candle, neither light of the sun; for the Lord God giveth them light: and they shall reign for ever and ever. Revelation 22 : 5 Julie Pisacane © 2009 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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