Heaven’s Door
By Robert W. Cluney
The other day my sky was gray
I felt a need for prayer
I walked to the chapel on the hill
To find some comfort there
What I did find for my peace of mind
Was a lock upon the door
And God’s house was dark inside
And closed to the tired and sore
When my earthly race is over
And I cross to the other shore
I wonder if there I’ll find
A lock on heaven’s door.