POETIC STORY: A Priceless Treasure

A Priceless Treasure

All Heaven rejoiced the day you were born!

With shouts of joy and songs of the Kingdom, the angels sang over you

with great joy, singing a song of invitation to praise the Father of Heaven and Earth.

Come behold God’s Priceless Treasure. He brings salvation without measure.

He comes to take your sins away, to trade for stubble wood and hay

The host of Heaven interceded for you with whispers of glory and songs of hope.

The fabric of life they wove out of song, and wrapped it around your heart,

that you might love the Father of all creation.

Eternal Life is what He brings. He is the Song of Life all Heaven sings,

In realms of glory up above where they sing His songs of love.

A priceless treasure of you He forms, made with silver, gold, and precious stones

Love the Father, the Spirit, and the Son, for in His love your life is won!

All the days of your life, the angelic watchers kept watch over you,

Always waiting for the day appointed before time began,

the day they would strengthen your eyes to behold Him, the Son of Glory.

His love is fire in your heart, that burns away the wood and stubbly part.

Oh, let Him touch you with His flame, and you will never be the same.

A priceless treasure of you He forms, made with silver, gold, and precious stones

And on that glorious day,

the Heavenly watchers introduced you to the King of Heaven

And rejoiced with joyful shouting and fanfares of glory,

as you entered the Everlasting Kingdom!

Come receive the Son of God. He is the King of kings and the God of love.

His joy will dance inside your soul. His grace and mercy make you whole.

A priceless treasure of you He forms, made with silver, gold, and precious stones

Love the Father, the Spirit and the Son, His priceless treasure you’ve become!

And all the days of your life you will hear the Eternal Song of Glory.

In all creation it is heard, and nothing on Earth can suppress it.

Neither shouts, nor whispers, nor darkness nor light.

Thunder and lightning cannot quench it.

All Heaven will sing, and watch, and write in the King’s book of remembrance,

everything you do in the Name of the King.

So all your righteous deeds will be remembered.

A priceless treasure of you He forms, made with silver, gold, and precious stones

Silver, gold and precious stones.

And all the days of your life, Heaven will sing over you,

songs of faith, hope and love, and the glory of the Kingdom of Heaven.

There will be laughter and joyful shouting, as all Heaven rejoices together

with exceeding great joy, and fanfares of glory.

And you will dwell in the very presence of the Living God,

your Priceless Treasure.

Forever.

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