Song Of Happiness Poem by James Wakelin

The days will come when we can love the King
His soft voice gently surrounding us
To love the Father and the Son
Would be happiness enough for everyone
Trade trade me for money and gold
You will surely have that to hold
The mother of God does love us so
And the quickness to her and the Son Jesus
Hold your tongues and do not chide the grace
That eternally flows from my womb
The gentle weak and the lost regain
The Kingdom of heaven the Kingdom of heaven
For who has strength to over-power strength
When his arm is too short and his pathetic brains are too small
Children children where do you dwell
Under heaven or under hell
Decide your fate be quick dont wait
Because God cant wait for you all to congregate