O heaven of to be
Source of life that flows
River never ending
Of pure love that soul knows
In walk of this days path
Let my soul foretaste
Heavens glimpses shine
Touched by your good grace
Insights of Your word
Warmth in serving strong
Retreat in times of prayer
Joy in praise of song
Not just pleasant gifts
But strength blessed here today
We need Your heavens sense
Temptation turn away
Without the joy of hope
Of heavens blessed prize
Our service be for naught
For no love will arise
Soul be full of joy
Rejoice where I may roam
By foretastes of the gift
That heavens my true home