Many wanders about you
Few claim to have seen you
Everyone wants to meet you
No one wants to miss you
You are so mysterious
You are the home of the soul
A resting place for the weary
A dream to man
A throne to the almighty
Everyone lones for you
Christians inherit you
Sinners needs you
Christ prepared you
God owns you
You are everyones dream
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 7:45 PM UTC
Many wanders about you
Few claim to have seen you
Everyone wants to meet you
No one wants to miss you
You are so mysterious
You are the home of the soul
A resting place for the weary
A dream to man
A throne to the almighty
Everyone lones for you
Christians inherit you
Sinners needs you
Christ prepared you
God owns you
You are everyones dream
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