His Holy Home

Like a stream that meanders in the forest
Our lives some way seems to get off track
Times we might lose our sense of direction
We must turn to our Savior to get it back

He will always keep us on the straight path
If only we heed the lessons that He will tell
Don’t listen to that demon called the devil
He wants to send your soul straight to hell

A stream may be pure and be safe to drink
It can become contaminated in many ways
Poisons can enter the stream in a short time
Other times it can take a period of many days

Don’t let your life become polluted with poison
Turn to God and to Him you must always be true
He has a place for you to live through all Eternity
His Holy home is beyond a Heavenly sky of Blue

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