Other Poems by Paul

In That Golden Streeted City
by Paul H. Leaman

Oh how strange do I feel
and yet somehow as I should.
I seem to glide effortlessly
and feel so profoundly good !

Brilliant light shining around,
at first I just couldn't see.
Then beauty all around did appear,
so grand and beyond degree.

A multitude of voices I hear,
oh the joy and rapture they bring.
I scarce could believe my ears
as I heard all Heaven sing.

Out from the throne of God
a pure river, crystal clear and flowing.
Trees along the river bank,
yielded fruit and leaves for healing.

The city itself was dazzling,
precious jewels were its foundation.
With gates of pearls and streets of gold
far, far beyond all expectation.

Ah, then I see the Lord God Almighty
and I fall upon my face,
and I cry out with tears a flowing
and thank him for his marvelous grace.

9/8/2006                           

A-Mazing Jill Which of these colors was not used in the fabric for the Tabernacle? a. Blue b. Green c. Purple click the link for an amazing answer

Testimony of Debbie and Barry Jackson "From a spiritual standpoint, we both had similar backgrounds. We believed there was a God and attended church on special occasions such as Christmas and Easter, but neither of us was aware of our need for a Savior. Barry was in the Marine Reserves and was called to active..."

Testimony of Dr. Neil Corselius "In March of 1968 I was having serious doubts about my salvation. What brought about these doubts was the fact that God was not working in my life as He was working in my Christian boss' life. God had never..."

Testimony of Leah Scott My name is Leah Scott and I was saved when I was five years old. My mom and dad were always talking to us kids about the Lord and how much He loved us. Then when I...

Manna for Your Soul "Kingdom of the Little Horn"   In the community of nations there is a constant jockeying for position. Nations rise to prominence on the world stage but are soon swallowed up by others hungry to take their place. Daniel's vision of four beasts coming up out of a troubled sea visually portrays this political phenomenon. What may seem to be an endless cycle will be played out one last time with the final ascension of the fourth beast. click on the link to read the entire devotional.

"A New Family   "A New Family" By Evie Owens Charles, barely eight years old, was so sad.  He just sat on the porch swing, pushing back and forth with his feet.  Molly, his older sister, sat watching him.  Her big brown eyes looked as though she were going to cry, too.  When Charlie was happy, so was she.  Why did Mom have to die?  Why was everything so mixed up?  Why did things have to change so much in their lives? (click on the link to read the entire story.)