This is my earthly dwelling place
It is not my home
My home
Is far beyond the sky
My treasure and mansion
Are there
Where no moth, rust, or mold
Can corrupt
And thieves cannot steal
Nor can marauders plunder
What I have up there
The One
Who holds this universe
In the hollow
Of His hand
Has given His word
To safe guard
Everything
And I would be a fool
Not to believe Him.
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