Poems about Heaven & Eternity

These poems about heaven and eternity provide a fresh perspective on our hope through Jesus Christ. Whether you are looking forward to heaven yourself or have a friend or loved one who is there, these poems will provide comfort and hope as you think about the glory and peace of heaven.

Many of these poems have been written as I’ve thought about dear friends who have gone on before us and what they must be experiencing. Others are written when I was thinking about God’s promises that we will see Him face to face forever and be rewarded by His grace in that place where there is no pain, no sin, and no death.

If you have a friend who is grieving a loved one who has passed away, these poems are a thoughtful way to share your love and support when you don’t know what to say.

What Will It Be in Heaven?

What will it be in heaven
To see my Savior’s face –
To have the words to thank Him
For all His love and grace?

What will it be in heaven
To feel no pain again –
Forgetting all the troubles
And sorrows that have been?

What will it be in heaven
To say goodbye no more –
Forever with faith’s family
On God’s celestial shore?

What will it be in heaven
To never shed a tear –
To feel no fear or heartache
Where days are never drear?

What will it be in heaven
To never, ever sin –
To never face temptation
Or feel its pull within?

What will it be in heaven?
Until I fully know
I see enough to thrill me
And make life’s pathway glow.

Christina Joy Hommes

When He Got Home

The Savior came and called him,
“Come home with me, my son.”
What joy in meeting Jesus
And hearing His “Well done!”

Christ led him through the entrance
To life that never ends
Where he was gladly greeted
By loved ones dear and friends.

A stranger ran to meet him,
“Don’t you remember me?
You told me of the Savior
Who set my spirit free!”

Another came, “You helped me
To spread the gospel’s light
To souls now praising Jesus
With hope and purpose bright.”

More people gathered round him
To thank him for his part
In pointing them toward heaven
And showing them God’s heart.

Perhaps he’s telling stories
Of battles fought and won,
Or at the throne rejoicing
In all the Lord has done.

If he was here, he’d tell us
“You can’t out-give the Lord,
So give Him time and talent
And watch for His reward.”

In loving memory of
Robert Whitehead
Christina Joy Hommes

Revelation 21-22

I saw the holy city
Descend from God at last
A bride adorned with beauty
With walls both grand and vast

Her light was like a jasper
Which sparkles clear and bright
God’s glory was within her
Her only source of light

Within her were the holy
Who dwell with God the Lord
Though once despised and lowly
He gave them great reward

Blest is the one who hearing
Lives now for Christ alone
Prepared at His appearing
To stand before His throne

Christina Joy Hommes

No More Goodbyes

Here in this world of sorrow
We often say goodbye –
It fills our hearts with sadness
And dims our tearful eye.

We part from friends and loved ones
With thankfulness and pain.
We say “Goodbye – God bless you
Until we meet again.”

But in that world of heaven
Where tears are wiped away,
God’s people are together
For life’s eternal day.

There time can’t shorten visits
And death can’t call away,
Pain will not interrupt us
And sin will not betray.

We’ll worship Christ together
And talk about His love –
No more goodbyes await us
In heaven’s home above.

Christina Joy Hommes

Today May Be the Day

Today may be the happy day
When Jesus comes for me
To take me to His perfect home
To spend eternity.

Today may be the joyful day
When Jesus shall appear
To take me from this world of sin
And banish death and fear.

Today may be the longed for day
When Jesus comes at last –
So I’ll be ready for the time
He sounds the trumpet blast.

Today may be the endless day
When Jesus takes me home –
I’m watching, waiting for the hour
His voice will call me, “Come!”

Christina Joy Hommes

Our Friends Are Passing One by One

Our friends are passing one by one
Through heaven’s open door,
When all their earthly work is done
They reach that golden shore.

We miss them here as on we go
To run our earthly race,
But as we run we’re helped to know
Their witness of God’s grace.

Just think how sweet the day will be
When we can meet once more
Each smiling face again to see
Where gold paves all the floor!

Or think what it would be to meet
With Jesus in the clouds,
To share communion long and sweet
With all the happy crowds!

For as our friends pass on before,
We know our turn will come
When we will enter through the Door
And find sweet heaven’s home.

So run with faith and joy today
Because it won’t be long
Until we meet and hear them say,
Did you stay true and strong?

Christina Joy Hommes

I’ve Made My Reservation

I’ve made my reservation
For heaven’s happy home
Where I will dwell forever
And never need to roam.

I’ve great anticipation
For heaven’s perfect rest
Where pain and toil are over
And I’ll be ever blessed.

I’ve set my life’s direction
To heaven’s shining light
Where I have stored my treasures
And find my heart’s delight.

I’ve found the way to heaven
In Jesus Christ the Lord –
By grace through faith He’s saved me,
In Him my soul’s restored.

Christina Joy Hommes

When Things Get Worse (Luke 21:28)

When Things Get Worse
Luke 21:28

The world is getting worse and worse
With wars and with disease,
With famine and ungodliness,
With wicked men at ease.

But don’t lose heart, instead look up
Because these signs make clear
That our redemption will be soon –
The day is drawing near.

So, though there’s darkness here rejoice,
And don’t give in to fear –
For Jesus said these times would come
Before He would appear.

Christina Joy Hommes

“And when these things begin to come to pass,
then look up, and lift up your heads;
for your redemption draweth nigh.”
Luke 21:28

If I Should Wake on Heaven’s Shore

If I should wake tomorrow
On heaven’s golden shore,
Then glory! hallelujah!
I’d feel earth’s pain no more.

I’d see my precious Savior
And fall before His feet
To worship and to thank Him
As face to face we’d meet.

I’d walk the streets rejoicing
With all the saints of old,
Enjoying and retelling
Accounts of grace untold.

I’d sing with voice unhindered
The praises of my King,
In poetry celestial
My grateful thanks to bring.

I’d be forever happy,
Forevermore at rest,
Rejoicing in my Savior
Whose Name I have confessed.

I’d know His grace and mercy,
Taste freely of His love,
And wait for you to join me
In heaven’s home above.

Christina Joy Hommes

The Gates of Heaven Opened Wide

The gates of heaven opened wide,
I saw my Savior’s face!
Pain disappeared in glorious rest
While tears dissolved in grace.

My Lord stretched out His arms of love
And called me, “Child, come home.”
I entered heaven’s glorious day –
No more on earth I’ll roam.

He smiled and said, “Well done!” to me,
Those words I’d longed to hear;
So often I’d imagined them
But they were sweeter here.

I can’t describe it all just yet,
I still must take it in,
But here there’s never pain or tears,
No sorrow, death, or sin.

Here all is light and God is near,
Earth’s troubles are repaid;
No fears remain, no doubts arise,
No worries make afraid.

When you remember me, my friend,
Remember where I’ve come –
Believe in Jesus Christ alone
And live for heaven’s home.

Christina Joy Hommes

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