Would you help me Lord,
To make this house a home?
To keep my family close
so none will feel alone
To make this house a home
I must build it Lord, on you.
Pray together, stay together
That's what I must do
Lord, make this house a home
Where all my honored guests,
Can come and visit here with me
And leave here very blessed
Let your love be felt, my Lord
By all who enter through my door
Then this place will be a home
Not just a house anymore
Betty
Hill © 2004
ponymae1@hotmail.com
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