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There's new life inside me,
No not of my own.
His light shining brightly,
Relax, it's His dawn.
The door was open
Long ago to Him
He sits at my table
My master... best friend .*
He came inside*,
Washed my feet from His Bowl.
He is my Lord and my tender*,
His hands hold my soul.
He opened the windows
Put a lamp on a stand.*
Put His fruits in my bowl,
Put His hand in my hand*
He is my Beloved*
And I am His.
His feet go before me
My lips do they kiss.
He oils the table*
From old wood , it is *made.*
Sturdy legs, *fine trim,
His blood is it's shade.
Fresh air of His breath*
Are the scents in the rooms.
From His hands built me a castle,
Transformed this tomb.
we have dinners and laughter*
From His cup do I drink.
Tender moments of love,*
That time can not shrink.
His stars are the lamp posts
Out on the streets.*
No stranger passes by,
He won't go out and meet.
Before I know it*
It's not just Him in this house,*
He brings in people
Replacing old rags, for gowns.
We share in agreement
All He has done. *
Master carpenter He is,
Yes! He is Gods Son..*
So knock upon doors
Seek you will find*.
What He's done in others*,
Hes done in your house and mine.
In Gods kingdom*
There are Many rooms
Some hold the day
Some hold the moon*
Yes planets are places*
that we have yet been
But the end is not yet*
Because His story never ends.*
It will be in the end*
As it is in the beginning*
So look forward not backwards
You'll *see what He's saying ..
please come any time
You are always welcome*
There is not cost*
He's already paid the *token..
Yes ! come through the gate
Be careful it's narrow.
Mistaken by many*
For its path ,it is shadowed..
To some it looks spooky*
So many resist*
But Gods says it's truth,*
It's this way ! so dont miss.*
He will stand at the opening*
And will grab your hand*
He won't let you fall
He is a trustworthy man ..
So come early,
Stay late,
The doors always open*.
Remember it's free
Won't cost you nuthin ..*
No not of my own.
His light shining brightly,
Relax, it's His dawn.
The door was open
Long ago to Him
He sits at my table
My master... best friend .*
He came inside*,
Washed my feet from His Bowl.
He is my Lord and my tender*,
His hands hold my soul.
He opened the windows
Put a lamp on a stand.*
Put His fruits in my bowl,
Put His hand in my hand*
He is my Beloved*
And I am His.
His feet go before me
My lips do they kiss.
He oils the table*
From old wood , it is *made.*
Sturdy legs, *fine trim,
His blood is it's shade.
Fresh air of His breath*
Are the scents in the rooms.
From His hands built me a castle,
Transformed this tomb.
we have dinners and laughter*
From His cup do I drink.
Tender moments of love,*
That time can not shrink.
His stars are the lamp posts
Out on the streets.*
No stranger passes by,
He won't go out and meet.
Before I know it*
It's not just Him in this house,*
He brings in people
Replacing old rags, for gowns.
We share in agreement
All He has done. *
Master carpenter He is,
Yes! He is Gods Son..*
So knock upon doors
Seek you will find*.
What He's done in others*,
Hes done in your house and mine.
In Gods kingdom*
There are Many rooms
Some hold the day
Some hold the moon*
Yes planets are places*
that we have yet been
But the end is not yet*
Because His story never ends.*
It will be in the end*
As it is in the beginning*
So look forward not backwards
You'll *see what He's saying ..
please come any time
You are always welcome*
There is not cost*
He's already paid the *token..
Yes ! come through the gate
Be careful it's narrow.
Mistaken by many*
For its path ,it is shadowed..
To some it looks spooky*
So many resist*
But Gods says it's truth,*
It's this way ! so dont miss.*
He will stand at the opening*
And will grab your hand*
He won't let you fall
He is a trustworthy man ..
So come early,
Stay late,
The doors always open*.
Remember it's free
Won't cost you nuthin ..*
