House To Rent Poem by Michael P. Johnson

This house to rent, was plain the sign
A structure built for man
But God’s prepared a place divine
Before my life began

A house beyond man’s wildest dream
Garden beyond compare
Where water from a living stream
Births endless fruit to share

Yet this from God is no reward
But gift to house a king
Purchased through blood of Christ my Lord
Who’s endless praise I’ll sing

Yet rent a house, I must a while
Although it may sound dumb
Still deep inside I can but smile
For that which soon will come

A promise few can understand
A mansion to endure
But those who’ll dwell The promised Land
Will verify it sure

God’s real-estate is purpose built
Eternally to stay
Unlike as this we build on silt
That sure to fall one day

Eternity draws ever nigh
This house I’ll soon vacate
But till Christ’s cloud fills up the sky
Who knows how long I’ll wait

Within this rented house on sand
Behind it’s wooden door
Through faith prepared through love I’ll stand
Awaiting Christ once more