Poetry

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I WALKED THE STREETS OF HEAVEN

I WALKED THE STREETS OF HEAVEN,IT WAS A MARVEL TO ME.IN SEARCH OF JUST ONE THING,I REALLY DESIRED TO SEE.
THE STREETS WERE MADE OF GOLD,AND EVERYWHERE WERE BRIGHT LIGHTS.WITH MANSIONS MADE OF DIAMONDS,WHAT I SOUGHT WAS NOT IN SIGHT.
THEN I HEARD A HEAVENLY SOUND,AND SAW A CROWD OF ANGELS SINGING.I COULDNT SEE PAST THEM ALL,BUT HEAVENLY NOTES WERE RINGING.
I MADE MY WAY THROUGH THEM,AND THEN TO MY SURPRISE
I FOUND WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR,A BEAUTIFUL SIGHT FOR EYES.
FOR UPON THIS GOLDEN THRONE,SAT JESUS IN RAINMENT OF WHITE.ANGELS SINGING PRAISES TO HIM,OH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SIGHT.
HE SPOKE WITH WORDS OF POWER,"YOUR NAME IS IN MY LAMBS BOOK OF LIFE.WELL DONE THY FAITHFUL SERVANT
I GRANT YOU ETERNAL LIFE.

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