Sarah A. Armstrong

Heaven's doors, are opened
And Christ awaits, For all the Saints to be
That day, soon is coming
In Him, there's victory,

Enter, if you will
But there is, only One Door
One Way, for all to get there
And enjoy, all God has in store,

Anyone, can come and go
He bids, whosoever will
Come unto God, through Jesus Christ
They keep on coming, still,

Awaiting, that day of Redemption
If in Jesus Christ, you are
Heading toward, your heavenly...

Every moment in time, is a memory
fastened to it's own conception
if you stretch the mind, I'm sure you will find
it changes with each perception

So briefly you surface, to catch the wind
and see the light of day
to glory in the love of God
before you're swept away

For soon the world will be forgotten
when tears no longer spill
and in the hearts of precious few
your place is left to fill

So it matters not, how the life is lost
with all it's...

Beyond the sunset, O blissful morning.
When with our Saviour heaven is begun.
Earth's toiling ended, O glorious dawning
Beyond the sunset when day is done.

Should you go first and I remain to walk the road alone
I'll live in memory's garden dear with happy days we've known
In spring I'll watch for roses red and shades of lilac blue
In early fall when brown leaves fall I'll catch a glimpse of you
Should you go first and I remain to finish with the scroll
No...

(And life is worth the living just because He lives)
God sent his son, they called him Jesus
He came to love, to heal and forgive
He bled and died to buy my pardon
An empty grave is there to prove
My Jesus lives.

Because He lives I can face tomorrow
Because He lives all fear is gone
Because I know He holds the future
My life is worth the living
Just because He lives.

And then one day I'll cross that river
I'll fight life's final war life's final war...

There is a place I go to rest
At the feet of God
There is a place where I am blessed
At the feet of God
There are times when I am weak
At the feet of God
He knows my needs before I speak
At the Feet of God

He Knows my name my soul is claimed
At the Feet of God
Still The same oh, Praise his name
At the feet of God



There's safety from the raging storm.
At the feet of God
The love that keeps me from all harm
Is at the feet of God
A...

Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now I'm found was blind but now I see

Twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fears relived
How precious did that grace appear the hours I first believed

When we've been there ten thousand years bright shining as the sun
We've no less days to sing God's praise then when we first begun

Rest in peace, Mama Dear. You have earned your seat in the Kingdom. To all the family: May God grant you peace and comfort in the loss of one so very dear to you. Love you all!

You ask me "what is my religion"?
Now what if I say I have None?
You'll be wrongly impressed,
And unduly distressed
So wait - I have only begun.

My creed in the sense that you mean it,
Has no single symbol, or sign.
Big, impressive, or small,
There is good in them all,
So perhaps Your religion is mine.

My doctrine is any that stands
For the honor and virtue of men.
For whatever we preach,
We're all striving to reach
A mutual...