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This House Called Me
There is so much pain locked up inside
This house that I call Me.
But a promise was made, when He hung on the cross,
That one day I would be free.
I've walked millions of miles outside of this house;
I've held hands with heartaches and fears.
I've seen death take most of my loved ones away,
But I always knew Jesus was near.
I've climbed many mountains, and I've often said;
"This one is rougher by far!"
But the rougher the climb, the brighter the top!
When you get there, you realize you are
A child of God just passing through;
And you know that forever you'll be
Safe and secure from all of life's storms
In the house that you call Me.
So the only way out is up, not down,
Until you see where the road ends.
You'll walk thousands of miles and then be right back,
To the spot where you old life begins.
I've been three different people inside my house
And not two of the three could agree.
If they all had listened to what Jesus said,
Life would have been esier for me.
But I'm glad I've served Jesus most of my life --
Now that we three have agreed to agree:
And in this mew millenium--we're heaven-bound.
We're called I, Myself, and Me.
-- June Moore
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