In every tick of the clock
My heart keeps on seeking and wishing
To behold that glorious city
Oh how splendorous it will be
Walking in streets of Gold
Greeting all the long gone saints
Expressing genuine love and kindness
Drinking from the river of joy
I imagine the beauty
I imagine the beauty
When I will hold those hands
That were once pierced to Calvary’s tree
And wrap them around me in an embrace
That’s stronger and longer than anything
Forever in eternity
Staring into those lovely eyes
That speaks loves not expressed in words
Strolling over heaven with you
I imagine the beauty
Lord our hearts may not be beautiful as you desire
For the toiling and battles of this world
Gives us burdens we never prayed
But there is no comfort as what we find
When we imagine how all our tears will be wiped away
And we all rejoice forever more
In a kingdom not made with hands
I can only imagine.
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Amen Michael! We can all imagine the beauty of eternity.
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I was just wondering if you have read the book if life for yourself, and not through a systemic organization. Only 144K MEN of YAH are going to be exhalted into the heavens.
The chosen of the Gentiles will be carried to Mount Zion to live as servants and house maids to the 1/3 of The 12 Tribes of Israel. The other 2/3 of Israel will see destroyed when Christ King of Israel returns.
So be ready.
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Beautiful imagination … A meet with our God.. a beauty
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Indeed it is. Thanks
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What a glorious day that will be when My Jesus I shall see! 🙌🎉
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So glorious indeed ☺, thanks friend
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