Home Sweet Home

Today as I walked I looked back at my house.
The paint is fading in some places and the
shingles on the roof may soon need repair.
I began to think about this "earthly" house
the real me lives in.

This old house is fading away,
This old house is getting weary every day.
But God is preparing a house in the heavens,
A house that will not fade away.
A house by the streets of gold,
that never will grow old.

About this time I noticed that Ruppert was no
where in sight. He was left behind. I began
thinking about what I will leave behind when
Jesus calls me to go to my heavenly home.

I'll leave behind all sickness and pain,
All sorrow and shame.
I'll leave behind all fear and sadness,
All will be joy and gladness.
Famine and war will be heard of no more,
When I arrive on that beautiful shore.

And the treasures that I have laid up
Are the faces of those who have believed,
Who the Saviour have received
When I sent my money up ahead..
that they might have Bibles.

But my mansion in the sky,
will be nothing in comparison
To the presence of my Lord.
To look up Him who died for me,
How awesome that will be!