I'm livin' next door to heaven;
I've had my allotted years,
The 'three score plus the ten' and more.
I'm leavin' behind my fears.

I know that, when I get there,
It will be the grandest land.
So, I realize (it's no surprise)
I soon can kiss that nail scarred hand.

And the angels, up in heaven,
They already know my name;
So, I'll never be a stranger there.
We'll all be treated just the same.

My mansion will be waiting,
For, He could never tell a lie
And He said that He'd be with me
'Til the very hour I die.

The praises that I sing to Him,
When I get to that fair land,
Will be better and more beautiful;

With a new way to understand ...

All the beauty and the wonder of
The price He paid for me.
Oh, I'm livin' next door to heaven,
To the One Who set me free.

I'm livin' next door to heaven.
It can't be very long;
I can hardly wait for heaven,
Where I'll sing redemption's song.

Jesus will make it heaven,
Just to see His smiling face
And to know and understand the truth
Of His mercy and His grace.


© 2010 by Joan Clifton Costner
Under His Wings   Heavenly Poetry 
Joan is a Heavenly Inspirations author.