Jesus Christ, Son of God,
You comfort me with your staff and rod
You restore my soul,
You give me rest,
You give me blessings,
None short of your best.
You prepare a mansion,
For we who love you.
It shines like a gemstone,
With many colors and hue.
Way up there in Heaven,
Where one day we’ll be,
With all those who love you,
This truly I see.
We’ll be there forever,
After a short time on earth,
At home with you always,
As our reward of re-birth.
– Richard Cerruti