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| MY HOME OF FAITH |
| A house is built of wood and nails, Brick and mortar, windows and rails. Doors and hinges to close it in, To keep out rain, storms, and wind. |
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| First of all, comes the plans, From the foundation up, walls stand. Some architect with great designs, Puts the instructions on the line. |
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| The master builders start to construct, And before you know it, all is up. Ready for you to occupy, And maybe live there until you die. |
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| This is a home made by man, not according to THE MASTER's plan Our home with HIM is built from start And it is raised within our hearts. |
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| This plan was made at Calvary, When he gave His blood for me. His Father turned his head away, When the carpenter died that day. |
| Salvation's plan was set in place, For our sins, He would erase, To give us freedom to choose, To have a new home, or to lose. |
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| It didn't have to be that way, God could have chose to let us stray And not give us opportunity, To live a life from sin set free. |
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| So in our heart is built a home, Of love and mercy with faith alone. We have no vision of what it is, It's built on faith and righteousness |
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| There are no payments or balance due Just read His word inside of you, Let it become your master plan, To eternal life, in a new land. |
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| There are no insurance premiums, But blessed assurance of life to come So until the time to go is here, I will live in my home with Jesus near. Written by Shirley Barr July 31, 2004 All Rights Reserved |
| Matthew 7: 25 ~ And the rain descended , and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not; for it was founded on a ROCK. |
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