People have this odd idea of heaven:
That everyone they love will be there too.
And if God's mercy's dialed to eleven,
That is the sort of thing that He would do.
But something in me doubts that that is true:
The laws prescribed are so often transgressed
That heaven seems assigned to but a few
In whom God's grace is perfectly witnessed.
Yet who could, if our sins were all confessed,
Claim justly to be saved? Could anyone?
And so those few or many who are blessed
Must be so by a grace that must be spun
Not from their deeds, but from God's mercy, pure.
So heaven might be universal, sure.
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