In The House of His Heart
 

The past will be past
troubles forgotten
hidden from my eyes,
behold, I will build
new heavens
and a new place for men.

The former will be forgotten
it will not come to mind
be glad and rejoice forever,
behold, I will build
a new heaven
a new Jerusalem.

My own will build houses, 
and live in them,
no longer will they build 
for others to stay.

A time will come
for them to enjoy
all that is new
this I must say.

But where is the house 
that will be built for me, 
where shall I rest
permanently?

He who is humble
And contrite in spirit
You see,
He who trembles at my very word,
In the house of his heart 
There will I be.
 

Isaiah 65, 66
 
 
 
by J. Alan R.

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