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Old September 12th, 2011, 07:38 PM   #1
Snowball, My Angel Baby
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Heart Heaven's Grocery Store

Heaven's Grocery Store

I was walking down life's highway, a long, long time ago.
One day I saw a sign that read "Heaven's Grocery Store"
As I got a little closer the door came open wide,
And when I came to myself, I was standing just inside.

I saw a host of angels, they were standing everywhere,
One handed me a basket and said, "My child, please shop with care,"
Everything a Christian needed was in that Grocery Store,
And all you couldn't carry, you could surely come back for more.

First, I got some PATIENCE, LOVE was in the very same row,
Further down was UNDERSTANDING, you need it wherever you may go,
I got a box of WISDOM, a bag or two of FAITH,
I just couldn't miss the HOLY GHOST, for it was all over the place.

I stopped to get some STRENGTH and COURAGE, to help me run this race
By then my basket was getting full but, I remembered I needed some GRACE,
I didn't forget SALVATION, for SALVATION, that was free
So I tried to get enough of that to save both YOU and ME.

Then, I started up to the counter to pay my grocery bill,
For I thought that I had everything to do my MASTER'S will,
But, as I went up the aisle, there was PRAYER, and I just had to put that in,
For I knew that when I stepped outside, I'd run right into SIN,
PEACE and JOY were plentiful, they were on the last shelf,
SONG and PRAISES were hanging near, so I just helped myself.

Then I said unto the Angel, "How much do I owe?"
He smiled and said, "Just take your basket wherever you may go,"
Again I looked at him and said, "How much do I really owe?"
He smiled again and said,
"My child, JESUS paid your bill a long, long time ago."

Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
The night is falling
You have come to journey's end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore .

Children are a message that we send
to a time that we will never see.
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