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If I could ... really?


Philippians 2:3 

3 Instead of being motivated by selfish ambition or vanity,

each of you should, in humility, be moved to treat one another

as more important than yourself.

 

If I could ... really?

 

If I had the power ... I think I would leave mankind

My beloved and me would move to paradise

Away from the filth ... that smells up to Heaven

To that place ... that is totally free from vice

 

If I could choose dreams ... I would choose the peaceful

The ones, you know ... where violence has been quenched

I would walk hand in hand with angels ... through fields of beauty

where peace and joyful sounds ... would always fill the air

 

A place where there’s no sickness ... where grief left long ago

Where no sun or moon shines ... throughout the Eternal span

Where God’s Glory is enough ... to brighten every soul

And happiness is common ... through the loss of now and then

 

There is a place like that you know ... I believe it’s called Heaven

A free gift for everyone with only one condition

Accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior

Be washed in His blood ... in the day of premonition.

 

Jan Wienen

 

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