Heaven Bound

The Devil’s playground I had been
Until I read Galatians two
And learned that I can let Christ in
So death on Cross can be mine, too. 

When sin has died, new life He lives
In me; I am no longer mine,
For in my transformed self He lives;
I’m nourished by His bread and wine.

Yet bread and wine they only seem
For they become His Body, Blood;
They’re risen from His tomb–redeem
Each one in whom His Cross has stood.

Then hand-in-hand will each one go
With others when they open up
Their hearts that can His mercy know
And drink new life from heaven’s cup.

For heaven is where we’re all bound–
Forever live in Trinity–
For we were lost but now are found,
And each is who he’s meant to be.