To gaze 'pon my precious One
Is to see a diamond finely set,
With its countless facets sparkling.
All glistening in colorful array.

An ageless beauty for now seen
Thro' the vagueness of this earthly vail.
But, I shall see Him face to face
In all of His revealed glory.

He is a burning, shining light
In whose presence there is no night.
The perfect light of righteousness;
An inextinguishable source.

Shine on my Love, my precious One,
For I shall ever gaze 'pon thee.

'Tis a wonderful fellowship
Sharing things that matter the most.
I am one with the One I love,
And my joy is forever full.

Walking and talking with my Savior
The path emblazoned with His love.
How gloriously radiant;
Footsteps pristine and garments pure.

Hearing His ensuring voice.
Learning of His amazing ways.
Growing deeper in His love,
Savoring such promising days.

And leaning ‘pon Him as we go,
There's so much more I need to know.

Take wings, thou my prayer, take wings
And get thee up to God most high.
Hurry now my trusty prayer;
Up and off. Climb—soar—fly.

Thro' all the spheres and galaxies
Midst obstacles, your way to fight.
Veer not left or to the right;
Let nothing hinder, then, your flight.

Above the clouds and skies of blue
Go, bear the cargo that I send.
Ever, then, so cautiously,
Proceed ‘cording to heaven's trend.

Till thou return, I shall not rest;
And, so, I wait with bated breath.

Thank you, Lord, for Christmastime
A season of love and cheer
A time to give and to forgive
And to hold one’s family dear.

Thank you Lord for Christmastime
A lovely time of the year.
A time to sing and to worship
And to cast away all fear.

Thank you Lord for Christmastime
When hope is made so clear.
And faith lights the path anew
With a message for all to hear.

Thank you Lord for Christmastime
And may its truth forever chime.

It seems a fairytale to me
Too beautiful for eyes to see.
Oh, what a dream. Oh, what a song.
Will I awake before too long?

The healer, Christ, who is adored;
A ruler. King. And Lord of lords.
The Prince of peace in whom we trust,
Gone to prepare a place for us.

A palace in a distant land
For each of us. Oh, what a plan.
With gates of pearl and streets of gold
The half of which has not been told.

All joy and peace; no more to weep.
Oh, wake me not, just let me sleep.

Oh, when I get to heaven
That amazing promised land
Spoken of almighty God
An assertion true and grand

There’ll be no war, nor terror;
I will rest my shield and sword.
With eyes lifted, wondrously,
To gaze upon my sweet Lord.

And, there, I shall bow my knees
In grateful worship and praise—
Thanking God for his true love.
Then, perhaps, a song to raise

Ahh. To stroll that wondrous place—
A guide to lead me around.
To absorb His beauteous grace
The breathtaking sights and sounds.

I’ll visit friends and loved ones,
Those who’ve before me gone.
To fellowship with them there,
Where days shall ne’er be done.

In stark silence, the
Ticking sound of the clock made
Me ever aware
Of the fleeting moments of
Time, and its affect ‘pon life.