Heaven As My Home
My legs have started trembling
and I can hardly stand
and time goes so swiftly
just like grains of sand
my hands have started shaking
and I can hardly see
but soon I'll be leaving
when Jesus sets me free
as I walk in the garden
my knees ache with pain
I'll look on toward heaven
with so much more to gain
till my working days are over
and no more will I roam
I'll have Jesus as my savior
and heaven as my home....
Copyright © Doris Bounds | Year Posted 2020
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