Follow the yellow brick road, follow the yellow brick road , yes follow follow fallow, follow, follow the yellow brick road… Surely you once this have heard , a song from a time long ago, but will we sing one like this, as Gold trails we’ll follow… Streets of Gold transparent, that start at the Great Pearly Gates, that trace the Musical River, across from Heaven’s Estates… Hear the voice of the river, sing of The Cross and the Lamb, or of a fiery bush, where Moses met the Great I AM… Over hill and dale, thru the streets we go, where the themes of the musical river, remind of a world once known… We hear stories of Bible, scriptural, theological, holding hands with the Savior, or just content to follow… What sights shall we behold, as we approach the Throne of Grace, and what grand attractions find, before we see our Dear Savior’s face? Such as the trail of the nations, invisible and high, to see Heaven with awe and wonder, to worship in the sky… Plants and diverse flowers, trees of varying size, perfuming the air all around us, bringing grateful tears to the eyes… Crystals ring with precision, on and off the path, crying Holy Holy Holy, to keep us all on track! Follow the Yellow Brick Road , Follow it all the way home, leed us leed us leed us leed us, Where sits Our Lord and God… We reach the start of the River, Beyond the Tree of Life, to receive more of the long promised blessing, We will now be Christened His Wife… Thanks for your apt attention I hope you enjoyed the ride, we cannot know what truly awaits us, till we reach past the great divide… So until we meet on that Sea of Glass, to receive our due reward, I for one will pray for you, to Jesus our Savior and Lord…
