Verse 1:
My imagination carries me away to places I've never been.
I often fine myself thinking of things I shouldn't.
But sometimes I think of things that have yet to come.
Chorus:
My imagination shows me just a glimpse of heaven.Everything is so wonderful and beautiful.
But the most beautiful thing is Jesus standing there waiting with out-stretched arms.
He's beckoning me to run into his embrace.
That's my glimpse of heaven.
Verse 2:
My imagination carries me to those golden streets.
I often fine myself lying in wait for that day.
But sometimes I think of that warm embrace.
It's my dream yet to come true.
Chorus:
My imagination shows me just a glimpse of heaven.
Everything is so wonderful and beautiful.
But the most beautiful thing is Jesus standing there waiting with out-stretched arms.
He's beckoning me to run into his embrace.
That's my glimpse of heaven.
Bridge:
My imagination carries me to those large, golden gates.
I often find myself longing to hear those words.
But sometimes I think of my name written in the Book of Life.
Chorus:
My imagination shows me just a glimpse of heaven.
Everything is so wonderful and beautiful.
But the most beautiful thing is Jesus standing there waiting with out-stretched arms.
He's beckoning me to run into his embrace.
That's my glimpse of heaven.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Glimpse of Heaven
Posted by Mariah at 6:43 PM
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