Having just turned the calendar to February, I realize that time is moving on. Yet, I look forward with hope, knowing that God is good and Heaven is real.
I don’t have to see,
just feel.
I look forward; I
look up,
For He filleth my
cup.
God is good!
Through the ages, His
word has stood.
When, in sorrow, He
lifts me up;
With Him, I sup.
His ways, not
understood,
Embraces all
brotherhood.
There is so much He does
reveal.
As in worship, with Him,
I kneel.
My Heavenly reward,
no one can steal,
For God directs my steps,
as I look up,
Awaiting His gift of
my immortal cup.
God is good and
Heaven is real;
My all, my life, sealed in steel.
I look forward; I look up,
For He filleth my cup.
God is good!
Through the ages, His word has stood.
When, in sorrow, He lifts me up;
With Him, I sup.
His ways, not understood,
Embraces all brotherhood.
There is so much He does reveal.
As in worship, with Him, I kneel.
My Heavenly reward, no one can steal,
For God directs my steps, as I look up,
Awaiting His gift of my immortal cup.
God is good and Heaven is real;
My all, my life, sealed in steel.
Mary Crisp Jameson
2/2/2021
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