My Father’s House

My Father’s House

My Father’s House

So wonderful it be

All welcome save for maybe a mouse

All welcome here says He

That is why why He seemed perplexed

That year of the Passover

When His parents found Him and were terribly flummoxed

The Twelve Year Old then promised until proper age again never

We too should want to always be there

In the quiet of the nave

In His House in His Care

A place to be reverent and never misbehave

Our place to worship and adore

The God Who made us

And His Son whose arms are as an open door

We need to be in this Wonderful Palace

Every Sunday as a must not a minimum

And on every weekday

If we can though there we may miss some

Never ceasing to You Lord we continually pray

Amen

12/29/24