Born to a great inheritance
Imperishable treasure
Beyond metrics or measure
Nothing left to chance
Never at the end of our rope
Guaranteed a living hope

A heaven undefiled
Untarnished fully furnished
Unfading brilliance built
Ours to explore as we wish
Like Disney Parks remade daily

Who has a parking spot in heaven’s lot?
Those who by God’s power pots
Plants of faith in flower so
Facing trials we do not cower
Praises pile up by the hour

1 Peter 3