A Home In Thee Poem by Crystal Tutson

A mere existence is not my being,
but living life to the fullest, Praising God while I sing.

I was born a free soul but it was captured by God above,
He brought me all the way, anchored it with His love.

An humbling wisdom given from God to know how to trust in Him.
Being aware of false prophecy, confidence in His mercy, seeking only Him.

A God who catches me before I attempt to fall,
He answers my prayers, runs to my aid, and propositions all my calls.

You can't tell me that His love doesn't free me from my sin.
He's a just God and cleanses me from within.

Praise God from whom all blessings flow.
Lord, be with me, wherever you send, I'll go.

It was His bloodshed and love that brought God to me
because without it I would be lost and unruly free.

Thanks for loving me in spite of me.
Thanks for letting me live within thee.

You are God and You've been God alone,
Thanks for your security; With you I have a home.