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Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Oh Beautiful Heaven, I'm Waiting - By: S Nikitenko

Treasure Box ~ Heaven

Oh Beautiful Heaven I’m Waiting

By: Susan Y Nikitenko
2009 Revised August 16th, 2011


Beautiful heaven waiting for me;
Oh home, prepared by my Jesus.
He awaits that great day, with much love ;
This sinful body to free us.

No more lame legs, deaf ears or blind eyes,
No war injured men or women.
All sickness, handicap, pain, disease;
We’ll find none, no, not in heaven.

No more memory of past mistakes;
Happiness, forever lasting.
Such perfect praising, on Him gazing;
Humbly bowing, crowns forth casting.

Hallelujahs, anthems, songs we’ll raise;
Poetry of praise we’ll recite.
To magnify our Awesome Lord;
All day long, but there’s no more night.

All the days or nights of suffering ;
That bring discouragement and grief,
Within our Saviors comforting arms;
We’ll find great peace, and such relief.

All the Memories of this painful world;
Will not be remembered anymore.
When we go to live with our Jesus;
In our new home forevermore.

Yes, there may be pain and hurting here;
But Remember, there's a better day.
When Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend;
Will gently wipe all tears away

Oh Beautiful heaven, I’m waiting;
While I serve our God faithfully,
And praising each day our Jesus;
God’s sweet Son, Who died for me.




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Monday, August 15, 2011

It Was Love, True Love


It Was Love, True Love


Why does The rainbow;
rejoice after a rain?
Why does the bluebird ;
sing a cheerful refrain?

Gifts from our Father;
In heaven above.
All beautiful ways;
To show man His love.

Why do the eagles;
Fly high in the sky?
Above the great storm;
With courage they fly.

Gifts from our Father;
Who calms all our fears.
All wonderful ways;
To show man He cares.

Why do the mountains;
Speak peace to the soul?
Why does the ocean;
Waves continually roll?

Gifts from our Father;
They constantly shine.
All given in love;
To all of mankind.

But greater than these;
The gift of great love.
When God gave His Son;
His perfect white dove.

Why did Jesus give;
His life for the lost?
Why was He willing;
To suffer the cost?

It was love, true love;
Provided that day.
God's marvelous love;
Provided the way.

God gave up His Son;
To die in despair.
The ultimate gift;
Our God did not spare.

It was love, true love;
A gift with a seal.
That came from heaven;
Amazing and real.

By: Susan Y Nikitenko
August 15th 2011


Poetry On This Site Can Be Freely Used For Christian Bible Centered Non-Profit Ministries And must Remain Unchanged In Any Way. All Other Purposes Are With Permission Only. You May Make Requests At "treasurebox18@yahoo.com" All Rights Reserved

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