I’m on my way
to Heaven
I’m gonna see
my savior
See, at last, who
saved my soul
See, at last,
his glory
Hear the voice
Sweet and low
Hear the voice
of Heaven
I’m on my way
to victory
I’m on the way
with Heaven
When I hear the voice
I want to call him home
Call my home
his very own
Hear at last
the voice of love
See at last
of Heaven
Day after day it sends out its word, and night after night it gives knowledge.
— Psalm 19:2
If I had my druthers
I’d have had long hair
I’d look like the Beatles
or Tom Petty having
freedom in this life
I chose to serve the
people who the Lord
created by his love
Priest of holy people
Most of the men I see
don’t grow long hair
So I keep it short-ish
That’s how God is
Sets a good example
Isn’t down with evil
Gives up on his own
ambitions to receive
the holiest of love
Receive the love of God
Faith-fully seek him
He is always on
Jesus promised that
he can be found if we
seek him in earnest
Baby, look around
The Lord is all up
in salvation’s story
God is visible to
all who seek him
Otherwise the voice of
God to people sounds
like human people
Listen faith-fully
You can also feel him
if you put a little work
into the practice of it
Pray for hours
Love doing it
Then you will
You can also dream
his love into your heart
So many ways to
know the Holy Spirit
Anybody can who will
faith-fully look for him
Many benefits to faith
God will even
tell you where you
parked you car
Faith-fully ask him
God is here for us
He can be found
God’s people are the
people of the town
That’s everyone
We can trust God
with the banks of
perfect knowledge
Make withdrawals
We can ask God for
whatever’s needed
when it’s time
to have it
Walk faith-fully
It’s pretty easy
and it’s really fun
Life improves a lot
Ten out of ten
Pragmatism is a lot
like having faith
God is generous to us
Everybody ought to
see how God grants
what we ask of him
God is so surprising
God wants to show us all
his perfect love on earth
Not only when we’re
dead and shocked
to be in Heaven
I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you.
— Luke 15:18
I have been up high
I’ve been up high
I’ve been alone
I am on my way
back home
Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart Be acceptable in Your sight, O LORD, my strength and my Redeemer.
— Psalm 19:14
I never knew what
a word could do
I never knew till
I said one to you
I watched your smile
turn to a frown
so I watch my mouth
when you come around
A careless whisper
One ungracious
turn of a phrase
I know you been there
We all done it
The things that we say
I know my future
I’ll probably keep
saying dumb shit
as long as I live
And so will others
Lord don’t you know
the best we can do
is forgive
Related poem: Childish Things
On the stage of life
she sings alone
in hollow tones
At this stage of life
she just don’t know
Is she better off alone?
Is she better off alone?
What she’s giving
One more glance
At what they threw away
What she’s saving
One more dance
There’s one more song to play
She said, I miss you
I miss your love
The love we threw away
What she’s making
One more life
It’s one more thing to prove
Though she’s aching
for one more try
It’s one more thing to lose
She said, I miss you
I miss your love
The love we threw away
Turn the tables
What he’s going for
He ain’t got words to say
Boy, turn that truck around
What are you slowing’ for?
You ain’t got time to waste
Run say, I miss you
I miss your love
The love we threw away
Finally getting married
I can’t wait
I can’t wait another day
Finally getting married
I can’t wait
I can’t wait another day
Oh, I know, I know,
I know I can’t wait
another day
When I look into
your eyes I see
everything I want
to see around me
When I look into
your smile I feel
everything I want
to feel *within me
Oh, I know, I know,
I know I can’t wait
another day
* mistakenly sang around me on the video
Bedtime’s come
for you, my son
Bedtime’s come
for you, my son
Sleep time’s
coming through
and dream time’s
coming too
Bedtime’s come
for you, my son
Where do you go
when you get there?
What you gonna ride tonight?
Where do you go, my son?
Are you gonna be an astronaut
or maybe a cowboy, baby
Where do you go, my son?
Where do you go, my son?
Bedtime’s come
for you, my son
Bedtime’s come
for you; my son
Here’s a song from my 2016 batch, back in God’s third attempt to gain control of this wild life of mine. I didn’t understand half of it back then. Now it all makes lots of sense.
Put your trust in Jesus Christ. He will never leave us nor forsake us.
Here’s a little more about it, with lyrics typed out below the old CD style lyrics image for easier reading.
I would trade in my
memories of Heaven
for a day full of
memories with you
I would remember your face
If I could be in this place
and stay here just
one day with you
They say everything’s
bigger in Texas
I’ve found no bigger
love there than you
I took a walk on the sage
until I forgot my age
and when I got back
I was bigger too
And you wonder
if I’m coming back
I’m right here
take my hand
be with me
What is love but
a list of intentions
that you’ve chosen
to never write down?
I took all my money
and gave it away
Am I the lovingest
man here in town?
I didn’t quite realize I’d changed a couple words until just now, after posting it. I think that counts as kismet. I like the new way better.
