My Home is God Himself by Frances Brook

  • My home is God Himself; Christ brought me there,
    And bade me dwell in Him, rejoicing there;
    He bore me where no foot but His hath trod,
    Within the holiest at home with God.
    O holy place! O home divinely fair!
    And we, God’s little ones, abiding there.
  • A long, long road I traveled night and day,
    And sought to find within myself some way,
    Aught I could do, or feel to bring me near;
    Self effort failed, and I was filled with fear,
    And then I found Christ was the only way
    That I must come to Him and in Him stay.
  • O wondrous place! O home divinely fair!
    And I, God’s little one, safe hidden there.
    Lord, as I dwell in Thee and Thou in me,
    So make me dead to everything but Thee;
    That as I rest within my home most fair,
    I’ll share my God in all and everywhere.

 

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