Home is where the Lord is;
Although it may be far
From all that is familiar -
Where friends and loved ones are.
The Lord turns bricks and mortar
Into His chosen place
And fills it with His Presence -
Adorns with gifts of grace.
A house we can "come home" to,
Where rest and peace are found,
And prayer blurs into worship
Our special holy ground.
His loving care surrounds us,
New roots grow deep and strong,
For home is where the Lord is
The place where we belong.
