I Can Only Imagine
I Can Only Imagine
I can only imagine the beauty I will behold,
walking Heaven's streets of pure gold.
Preachers preach it; parents talked it,
I can only sit and imagine the wondrous things
there'll be to see.
The only way to know for sure is to take the trip.
I can only imagine lovely angels with flowing gowns
of white,
And above their heads a halo shining oh so bright.
I can only imagine Jesus standing with his arms
opened wide,
It's his way of saying, "Come walk with me my child,"
imagine hearing the music that has the prettiest
sound and tone, It's played on harps of gold by Jesus'
very own.
Until that trip is taken and stand be for the holy one
I can only imagine.
John 14:2
"In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so,
I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you."
This web Page was made for a very dear and loving
and caring Lady who I am so bless to know and call
her mama
Eunice Linda Estep
Known as MomaLin
on the internet
 
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