Life here on earth,
Sometimes is troubled.
So, in desperation,
I fall on my knees.
Then Jesus comes to me,
An my joy is doubled,
When He brings a little taste,
Of Heaven to me!

In the clear morning air,
I can hear singing,
And my heart leaps for gladness,
As I travel along!
For just up ahead,
I see the lights of that city,
Where saints from all ages,
Sing a welcoming song!

Heaven to me,
Heaven to me,
When I behold the face of Jesus,
It will be Heaven to me!
I may wonder,
At the heavenly sights I shall see.
But, when I kneel in His presence,
It will be Heaven to me!

Robert F. Dotson © 2007
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