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Lord, come make Your home in me, the door is open wide
My heart will be Your dwelling place; a house where You reside.
I long to be Your paradise; Your favorite easy chair;
A place where You can rest Your feet, and find Your comfort there.
Jesus, make my heart Your home.
I will worship, worship You alone.
I belong to You., My life is not my own
Oh Jesus, make my heart Your home.
(ending)Oh Jesus, make my heart Your home
Oh Jesus, make my heart Your home
Here I am, Your water jar, fill at any cost
Purest wine from Heaven’s vine, poured out for the lost.
I search for You in the quiet place, where deep calls unto deep
And as I taste Your words of love, they cause my soul to leap
- ©2004 4th teepee on the right music
- Quigley James
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