I Want to See
By Pearlie Duncan Walker ©
I want to see the Heavens open, with the gates swinging wide.
I want to see the lame walk and be by our sweet Saviors side
Id like to sing for my Lord up there above . . . sweet melodies,
And taste the true manna from Heaven, sweeter than honey from bees.
Id like to see no more pain and sorrow, there in Heaven above,
And it would be so joyful, when we can see nothing there but love.
There will be no more hunger. Our God hath made a glorious day,
To keep His children happy, and His Son, in torture paved the way.
Id like to look upon the blind seeing again, gazing on our Saviors sweet face.
Let the deaf and mute hear and talk and know they have run the race.
Lord, maybe all our colors can be the same, no prejudice there at all,
But all loving each other, as on our wondrous Savior, He’s let us come to call.
I want to be where there is no sickness, no memory loss to anyone ...
Where cancer and heart attacks and diseases we’ll have overcome.
I want to see the joy in the morning, where there are no more tears,
As here on earth I have seen it o’er and o’er all through the years.
Id like to see flowers growing there, in the new Heavens Eden
Fertile soil, with dew drops watering and no more tares for weeding.
Sweet Jesus prepared the way, through torture on the Cross, with love.
Lord, let us stand beside Him and Praise Him forever, as You take us home above.
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