It is supper time in Heaven, don't you wish that you were there?
As an angel blows a trumpet,  and the good Lord says a prayer.
There is Grandpa and Grandma,who held us on their lap,
And treated us so well, when we were  just a little chap.

My Father and my Mother, we will be glad to see,
My brothers and my sisters, all gather there with me.
All other relations and my friends from below,
Have come to this reunion, with there sins as white as snow.

When its supper time in Heaven,and the good Lord breaks the bread,
With all His loving children,  He will see that all are fed.
Just to be with all our loved ones and walk the golden street,
It is only by His shed blood that life will be complete.

But there is something I think we all should know;
If we expect to get there we must live right here below.
Do not commit adultry or any other sin.
Accept the Lord as your Savior and have His peace within.
Tammy