Gò0dNews Poetry
Our New Home by Judy Hood
We’ll fly like an eagle when Jesus calls us home
We’ll be such a happy bunch—just you wait and see
We’ll dance in the clouds never more to roam
As we worship our Lord, He will be so pleased
It will be such a party; don’t you want to go?
You can’t get to heaven by paying a fee
He’ll take us to that land called our new home
All you need to do is bow on your knee
We’ll watch the angels singing in the choir
God loves everyone, He says in His word
What a sound we will hear like the Holy Ghost fire
He wants you to come and be a part of His herd
It will be brighter than the sunshine we all know
He painted heaven with splendor; we’ll be so amazed
We’ll bathe in His beauty as He calls the roll
We’ll spend eternity with Jesus all of our days
50 // June 2022
