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Heaven's Grocery Store



I was walking down life's highway, a long time ago

I saw a sign that read "Heaven's Grocery Store"

 As I got a little closer, the door came open wide

and when I came to myself, I was standing inside.


I saw a host of angels, they were standing everywhere

One handed me a basket and said,

"My child, shop with care, everything a Christian needs is in this store".


First I got some PATIENCE, and LOVE was in the same row

Further down was UNDERSTANDING, you need that everywhere you go

I got a box or two of WISDOM, a bag or two of FAITH,

I just couldn't miss the HOLY GHOST, it was all over the place.


I stopped to get some STRENGTH and COURAGE to help me run the race

By then my basket was getting full, but I remembered I needed GRACE

I didn't forget SALVATION, for SALVATION, that was free

So I tried to get enough to save both you and me.


Then I started up to the counter to pay my grocery bill

For I thought I had everything to do my Master's will

As I went up the aisle, I saw PRAYER and just had to put that in

For I knew when I stepped outside, I would run right into sin.


PEACE and JOY were plentiful, they were on the last shelf

SONGS and PRAYERS were hanging near, so I just helped myself.

Then I saw the angel and asked,

"How much do I owe?"


She just smiled and said,

"Just take them everywhere you go."


Again I smiled at her and said,

"How much, now do I really owe?"

She smiled and said,

"My child, Jesus paid your bill a long time ago."

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