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For Heaven's Higher Ground

When my heart is overwhelmed
And grief comes flooding in
I lift my eyes to higher ground
Where there's no pain or sin

Yet deep within my heart
Amidst the savage waves
There is a calm repose
That's with me all my days

I lift my eyes amidst this storm
That's raging all around
He lifts me up above the waves
To stand on higher ground

And in the light of glory
That pierces every night
I catch a glimpse of majesty
And what a glorious sight

I see my sister dancing there
Amidst the saintly throng
Hands raised in heavenly splendor
And singing a heavenly song

The night has passed, the dawn has broke
There's no tears to be found
For those who've left this world behind
For heavens higher ground.

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Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

Comments (2)

Truly anointed poem filled with the majesty of our Lord
Frank, reviewed your poem this morning. Quite nice. I have added it to My Poem List. I rate a 10.