Father's House by Laura Rhinehart

The Soaking Room - Volume 1 by Laura Rhinehart

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Father's House
by Laura Rhinehart

Album: The Soaking Room - Volume 1

I hear the Father say
My house is your house
My table is your table
And my bed is your bed

You don't live in a separate part of the house anymore
You've been welcomed in to my house
And you're are not a servant
You're not a slave anymore

My house is your house
And all I have is yours
You see this over there, its yours
And that over there is yours too
All I have belongs to you
All I have belongs to you

So believe
Just believe
Just believe

My table is your table
You don't sit at a different table than me
You don't eat the cumbs off the floor
You eat the feast that I've prepared for you
And I sit with you
I gladly sit with you my beloved

Some of you need to eat
Some of you need to drink
But then some of you need to sleep
Come into the Father's rest
Lay your head on my chest and rest

No more sounds of confusion
No more sounds of all the questions
You just listen to my heart beat
Just listen to my heart beating
It beats for you
It beats for you