To Touch The Face of Jesus


As I travel through this lifetime
With many blessings that surround.
My thoughts are there in Heaven
Where my Jesus stands His ground.

What will my first reaction be
When I leave this life I've known,
And enter through those gates of Heaven
Where I will never be alone?

For to touch the face of Jesus
Will be the first thing I long for.
Just to feel His face within my hands
How could I want for more?

To reach up, and softly brush His brow
Would mean everything to me,
For to touch the face of Jesus
Would set my spirit free.

I will see that smile upon His lips
As I reach out to hold Him near.
Then His arms will slowly reach for me.
It is then I'll have no fear.

Although I made so many mistakes
As I traveled down lifes road.
Jesus was right beside me
Making sure I'd make it home.

For to touch the face of Jesus
Would mean my life was not a waste.
It would also mean I made it
To my eternal resting place.

Debbie Looney
©2/9/2005
Dream World of Inspiration

Scripture From: John 14

And if I go and prepare a place for you,
I will come again, and receive you
unto myself; that where I am, there
ye may be also.