Jesus is Lord of my heart.
I welcome Him in to stay.
He doesn’t have to wonder.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
He’s got the keys to every door.
He broke the locks and chains.
He cleaned out all the cobwebs.
Now only His love remains.
No clutter or junk.
Nor any untended scars.
He heals with His caring touch
And softens what was hard.
He’s no longer a visitor.
His home is where my heart is.
Every day He draws me nearer
To come and live in His.

9-21-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)