Come, enter the light.
You belong inside
Jesus, the gate to eternity.
We will live and not die
when we come inside
His holy kingdom.
Every soldier rejoice!
Your hands are washed clean
Washed in the blood of the Lamb.
He gave himself for us
So that we can be free.
God bless his holy name.
Stop punishing yourself.
Wake up! Your King has arrived.
He bore it all for you.
You are worth the best of Heaven
Brought down to serve.
God’s glory is seen in the clouds;
His love is in the sky.
With love He created fruit,
Sweet to eat and good for nourishment.
You cannot deny the love and care He has for His creation.
The Lord Almighty is thinking of me.
He expresses His love each day.
With grace, He generously gives all.
How much can I receive?
Heaven never runs out of blessings.
They are available for all to partake.
If we know that they are ours,
Are we bold enough to ask for them?
Please come, He wants to give it to you.
You are His desire.
My jokes aren’t funny.
When I perform them for people nobody laughs.
While I smile no one snickers, not even a grin.
I wrote a story that I thought was creative.
It was boring and the plot didn’t make sense.
I wrote a screenplay that I thought was hilarious.
I showed it to an actor who was perfect for the lead.
He dropped it in the shredder.
I gave a presentation.
A few people looked at their watches, others slept.
I wrote a poem. I thought it was clever.
My husband got mad when I recited it.
I was standing in front of the television
And my poem didn’t rhyme.