We’re off this earth one day

with no more homage to pay

No sin, no debts, no tax, no loans

for Heaven's our Home and we'll not roam

Death is a bellboy that takes us up

where with Jesus, we feast and sup

No more burdens there

in that Land beyond compare

Yes, Heaven Blessed

will be manifest

In Him abide

stay close by His side

Your sure Reward

those distant Shores

Can be Closer than you think

do not let your heart sink

Into sadness

but be lifted with gladness

You will see it all one day

and the things of earth erase

pain and sorrow

things not yours to borrow

unfair laws

and endless chores

We're off this earth one day

and Heaven is our Home.

Janet Vargas  ©