Among
the crowds of Saints, I find myself standing;
The
blessed ones of Jesus at peace, no more demanding.
Surrounded
by an uncountable throng, I rejoice;
For
here I am inside Heaven’s shore, finding Jesus was the right choice.
Robes
of white, bright like freshly laid snow, adorn souls of so many;
And
jeweled crowns on richly dressed, “What a glorious harvest of plenty!”.
And
before this great sea of Saints, which the vastness earthly seas envy,
Is
the throne of God, eternal and supreme, unlike anything seen by me.
At
the dawning of this new day, where His light eternal rises,
His
voice commands the angels to present Heavenly-earned prizes.
Quiet
is the multitudes; silent is the masses,
And
as a name is called,
The
Saints separate and gaze in wonder while the chosen one passes.
To
a throne he is guided, a seat given at the King’s side,
All
of God’s Kingdom with the Lord forever, he’ll reside.
Each
voice sings out. Every Saint
glorifies God’s decision.
For
honor in Heaven is the great reward of an earthly life’s revision.
To
Jesus all praise is given, He’s our sacrificed Lamb.
To
Him we raise our song. Before Him,
by Him we will forever stand.
Silence
again as a new name is called before the Lord of Hosts,
And
another Saint passes through the throngs of applauds and toasts.
Time
and again our God rewards an unsuspecting, humbled soul.
And
to the joys of all,
Another
surprised Faithful, answers the call to Heaven’s Honored Roll.
Near
our Lord God Almighty, suspended by the majesty, near His own Righteous Chair,
Are
the seats of these honored, the one’s God has declared.
One
remaining to be filled, it seems, a final seat distantly seen.
And
while silence falls to all,
Hearts
are calm, waiting the resurgence on the wave of another joyous scream.
And
before another’s name announced, the humbled life to which He’ll call,
His
eyes rest on me, and the life I gave for Him becomes the most surprised Saint of
all.
The
masses divide like waters as my new name in Heaven is heard.
It
is of Jesus, by Him and through Him, that such a Kingdom’s place is assured.
While
I join the Saints of glory, we celebrate Jesus, the Redeemer of our soul,
And
then I see other thrones, and know they too will be revealed,
For
God calls each Saint to His Heaven’s Honored Roll.
Selah
Heaven’s Honored Roll by Ronhales 2 Timothy 4:8