MY HOME

God is here with me tonightAnd God is out among the stars,And if at dawn I take my flightTo some far island's lonely shores,I'll find Him waiting where I come:His omnipresence is my home.

If, driven by fear or foolish will,Headlong on barren shores I flee,Love's flood tides, rolling swifter still,Will find, enfold, and comfort me.So I can rest or safely roamWithin infinity, my home.

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Martha Work and Mary Work
October 24, 1977
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