It is with wistful thoughts
That I go into the abyss
A world created just for those in need

Where mountains abound with the highest
Snow peaks,
Linger below them lies glorious green valleys
Of life’s finest splendor

Where raging Sea’s bring thoughts to God
As flowing Rivers calms a spirit
Beaches filled with golden sands
Run like an hour glass of time

Where war has run its course
Man has made peace among the many foes
As each now walk in the Angel’s shadow
Covered and protected by Gods saving grace