A gentle voice is calling me from somewhere in the night
It speaks to me of a far away home and God’s everlasting light.
God whispers to me so subtly each new day I arise
Life is sweet but can’t compete with my home in paradise.

God sent his own beloved son to set the people free
Jesus died so I might live with Him eternally.
Through Jesus I am forgiven even though at times I stray
I’m closest to my Savior when I’m on my knees to pray.

In the presence of the Blessed One someday I’ll pass away
I’ll lay aside this earthly pride and shed this tent of clay.
With angel wings I will mount up to soar in sacred places
Beyond the earth, the moon and stars to the land of holy graces.

A glorious home awaits for me when life on earth is done
A heavenly voice will softly call in the land beyond the sun.

© Marilyn Ferguson ~ January 24, 2001

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