JOHN 14:1-3

I prayed for home. And in my quiet thoughtTruth's angel whispered, Lo, man is not doomedTo wander or to wait unsatisfied.Then in my heart the Master's message bloomed,Your Father's house has many mansions, andThe Christ goes to prepare a place for you!I saw my home spacious and beautifulWith all things needful, warm with welcome too.

But yet more lovely was the light that shoneTenderly from the final promise sweetThat where I am, there ye may also be.It is impossible to live alone!Mind's infinite idea dwells completeWithin His ceaseless, pure activity.

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