Dream for Eternity by Martina S. Christian

One day, I will stand

On the top of that mountain—

Yes, the highest peak you see

With something that will play

Some perfect sound within me—

A harp I’ve never touched,

Yet, I’ll play all the right strings;

The player doesn't matter,

only the One for whom it's played.

Oh, it will be the song

My heart has yearned to sing.

It's my melody—

For Christ and me

in eternity.