heaven's grocery store

I was walking down life's highway a 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 inside.
I saw a host of angels. They were standing everywhere.
One handed me a basket and said, My child shop with care
Everything a Christian needed was in the Grocery Store.
And if you couldn't carry all you could go back for more.

First I got some PATIENCE. LOVE was in the same row.

Further down was UNDERSTANDING, you need that everywhere you go.

I got a box of two WISDOM, a bag or two of faith,

I coudn't miss the HOLY SPIRIt for it was all over the place.

I stopped to get some STRENGTH and COURAGE to help me run the race.

By then my basket was getting full, but i remembered I needed, some GRACE.

I didnt 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 the grocery bill, For I thought
I had everything to do my master's will.

As I went up the aisle, I saw PRAYER and I just had to put that in.

For I knew when i stepped outside, I would 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 to the angel, how much do i owe? He just smiled and said "Just take them everywhere you go".

Again I smiled at him and said, "How much do i really owe?"

The angel smiled again and said " MY CHILD, JESUS PAID YOUR BILL A LONG TIME AGO."

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Have you ever tried to imagine the beauty you'd behold,
If ever you had the pleasure of walking Heaven's streets of pure gold?

We've heard preachers preach it; our parents talked it too,
You only have this pleasure by being born anew.

I sometimes sit and think of the wondrous things there'll be,
The only way to know for sure is take the trip and see.

There must be lovely angels with flowing gowns of white,
And above their heads a halo shining oh so bright.

There'll surely be no sadness among the people there,
Because in this beautiful place, no one has a care.

I can see Jesus standing with his arms opened wide,
It's his way of saying, "Come stand by my side."

The music that I'm hearing has the prettiest sound and tone,
It's played on harps of gold by Jesus' very own.

I don't mean to rush the journey; I'm not quite ready to go,
But when I do reach that city, happy I'll be, I know.