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~My Fathers House~

This is His house
This is His church

We are His children,
His word we do search.

'Til heaven comes upon us
We'll look up towards the sky,

Looking at the heavens
Wishing we could fly.

Closer to our Saviour
As close as we can get

'Til the time is ready
When God Himself is set.

This is His house
A place to worship Christ

A place to do my dreaming
'Til the day we meet in paradise.

~written by Janet Ford~
9/97

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