Poems of Lighthouse Bob

The Lord Speaks #495



The Lord Speaks

    The Lord to our house has come,
    sing the chorus, beat the drums,
    through the aisles dance and run,
    clap your hands and,
    when you're done,
    clap your hands some more,
    the Lord has got the floor,
    be attentive while He speaks
    to our hearts, wherein, He seeks
    to shine, to dine, to wine, to peak,
    and, while you're listening,
    hear,
    how meek, how strong, how clear,
    His voice to us speaks truth,
    “Always, My home's in you!”






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