In the house of my Father there is a place
for each one that comes to Him
and constantly I am astounded by His love and sacrifice
but sometimes I want to hide my life and cover it
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This is the poem of a good man. But remember His house is always near, right inside yourself. Very uplifting. Thanks Mohabeer Beeharry
Lovely and Touching poem..Well said...His house always stands open for me...Good write..Thanks.