“Another World”

(Friends: thanks to our good friend Ray T., who sent us a story last week that led to writing the following. Glen).

There’s another world in which to sing, this is not the only one. A place beyond, a realm on high, far past the moon and sun.

For trusting hearts fly to that place, when time on earth is done, to voice the melody of grace composed by God’s dear Son.

For there’s another world in which to sing, This is not the only one.

If we listen closely now, with heart rather than ear, the strains of glad refrains of joy may seem to hasten near.

For deep within the trusting heart, our spirits chance to hear, that place beyond more near than far, its songs of praise quite clear.

For there’s another world in which to sing, This is not the only one.

Forevermore, the bells will peal a symphony of song, as Heaven’s holy harmony sounds from its ransomed throng. ‘ Praise to the Father, glory be forever to the Son. As God the Holy Spirit leads our hearts to sound as one…

For there’s another world in which to sing. This is not the only one.

Yes, there’s another world in which to sing. This is not the only one.

“I will sing of the mercies of the Lord forever.” (Psalm 89:1)