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Beautiful is Jesus
by Cassie Memmer I had an urgent feeling To watch the eastern sky, A pull to look to heaven real quick, I knew not why. But then I saw my Jesus with arms outstretched so wide, Arriving on a white cloud Up in the eastward sky. To all who heard, He uttered, "Child, come, now is the time, Come quickly up unto me All those who count as mine." My feet made not a movement, I feared the greatest fear, My heart, oh how it hastened, My eyes began to tear. I wasn't moving upward, To meet Him in the sky, My feet, like lead and earthbound, Would not lift off and fly. But then I fast remembered A scripture to the wise, The dead who are in Jesus Will be the first to rise. And then I saw graves open Those dead were now alive, With arms uplifted, "Glory!" They met Him in the sky! And then the greatest wonder To ever come my way, I felt myself lift upwards, Oh, what a glorious day! To join Him in the heavens, Oh, how my soul did sing, Forever to praise Jesus, And worship my dear King. And when we reached the throne room, My heart could only cry, "Oh, Beautiful is Jesus, My Lord and God Most High!" I looked upon His kind face, Love filled His blazing eyes, His nail-scarred hands so precious, I knew for me He died. What kind of love can this be? His blood He shed and gave, What beauty of forgiveness, That sinful man be saved! Before His scarred feet, laying The crown He'd given me, My heart full of thanksgiving, Burst forth with joyful glee. "Your love is everlasting, Compassion never fails, Your mercy, grace, and goodness O'er ev'rything prevails. "Oh, Lamb, You are exalted, And Worthy is Your Name, Beautiful Rose of Sharon, Deserving all acclaim. "I'll never cease to love You, Oh, Holy God and King, Your beauty lights up heaven, Your praise I'll ever sing." Cassie Memmer November 9, 2005 Cassie Memmer is a writer from southern Indiana. You may find more of her articles at: http://www.faithwriters.com/member-profile.php?id=14703 Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |