Heaven Is Waiting For Me
Posted by: Frank Harber
Author: Irvin L Rozier
CHORUS
Now I know heaven is real
His Holy Spirit I can feel
My treasures are laid up in a heavenly place
One day I will feel his loving embrace
On the streets of gold I’ll shout and sing
I can hear those golden bells sweetly ring
In heaven above I’ll live with him
Heaven grows brighter, this world grows dim
My journey on earth is so short
I must work for him, preach and exhort
The Bible records words about my new home
Where I’ll be at rest and never more roam
CHORUS
Now I know heaven is real
His Holy Spirit I can feel
My treasures are laid up in a heavenly place
One day I will feel his loving embrace
On the streets of gold I’ll shout and sing
I can hear those golden bells sweetly ring
In heaven above I’ll live with him
Heaven grows brighter, this world grows dim
With friends and loved ones waiting there
I’ll sit with them and eat that heavenly fare
My work on earth will be done
My final race will be won
CHORUS
Now I know heaven is real
His Holy Spirit I can feel
My treasures are laid up in a heavenly place
One day I will feel his loving embrace
On the streets of gold I’ll shout and sing
I can hear those golden bells sweetly ring
In heaven above I’ll live with him
Heaven grows brighter, this world grows dim
The wonders he has prepared for me
Gives me hope for today and sets me free
While ages roll on and on
My trials and troubles will be gone
CHORUS
Now I know heaven is real
His Holy Spirit I can feel
My treasures are laid up in a heavenly place
One day I will feel his loving embrace
On the streets of gold I’ll shout and sing
I can hear those golden bells sweetly ring
In heaven above I’ll live with him
Heaven grows brighter, this world grows dim
A great homecoming day that will be
When friends and loved ones I will see
My prayers down here are not in vain
My heavenly rewards I will surely gain
CHORUS
Now I know heaven is real
His Holy Spirit I can feel
My treasures are laid up in a heavenly place
One day I will feel his loving embrace
On the streets of gold I’ll shout and sing
I can hear those golden bells sweetly ring
In heaven above I’ll live with him
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