I've got my ticket to heaven, I'm going there some day, Because a man from Galilee died to make a way, He gave His life that I might live within those pearly gates, He come for me some happy day, I know He wont be late.
I've got my ticket to heaven. I hope you have yours too, He promised to come again someday, That promise will come true, We'll see Him coming in the air, with angels at His side, I'll live for Him while I am here, And in His love abide.
I've got my ticket to heaven for Jesus paid my fee, He suffered and bled on Calvary to pay a debt for me, I know He has a place for me a mansion in the sky, And there I'll live forever, When I bid this world goodbye.
I've got my ticket to heaven, I'll reach those golden shores, Where loved ones will be waiting We won't be parted any more, We'll be singing with the angels, shouting heaven's jubilee, Because a man named Jesus died to set mankind free. .....................................................................................................................................
The Cross Of Jesus
He left His Fathers home above where all was harmony, peace and love, and to this sinful world He came to set us free from sin and shame.
But most did not receive Him Kings and rulers knew Him not, but He came as promised to Bethlehem, and a manger of straw was His cot.
Angels announced His heavenly birth and sang praises in the skies above, but not for Himself did He come to earth, but to suffer and shed His blood for us.
He hung upon that cross in pain, humbled, nailed to it's rugged frame. He could have had an angel train to bear Him up to the heavenly plain.
And in the darkness hanging there, the agony was hard to bear, His hands and feet the nails did tear, but people watching did not care.
Let Him come down from the cross, they said He raised people from the dead. He worked miracles and thousands fed from a small basket of fish and bread.
He could have left that wooden cross, but oh, at such tremendous loss abandoned us to a dreadful fate but no, His love was far too great.
He would rather bear the pain alone and for our sin and shame atone than take the smooth and easy road to take Him back to His Father God.
Forgive them Father, was His cry as drew on His hour to die, His heart of love was broken by the scorn of those who stood near by.
Six hours He hung in agony and pain that He for us eternal life might gain, despised, rejected, once our Saviour came, but next time He as King will reign.
Not as a baby to Bethlehem's manger, nor to His people a total stranger, but as Friend and King, our Saviour will come to take us back to His heavenly home.
From the gloom of this world with it's sin and it's woe He will take us all home who have chosen to go. Won't you come dear one, the offer is free of love, joy and peace for eternity.
