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HOME, A LITTLE BIT OF HEAVEN
When love radiates like a bright beacon,
shining clear and bright,
Home is a little bit of heaven,
No angry words are heard just sweet voices,
full of pure delight,
Home is a little bit of heaven.
Where harmony flows like quiet melodic music
all around the home.
Heaven seems close at hand
Where the laughter of children echos from sacred
walls, you wish ne’er to roam,
Heaven seems close at hand.
When the door is always open wide to all,
no one ever turned away.
Home is then part of heaven,
Where a place is kept in case He were to come
walking along your way,
Home is then part of heaven.
A home where He would want to spend an
evening with you,
A home worthy of heaven above,
A place of refuge, love, laughter and His light
glowing all through,
A home worthy of heaven above.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson August 29, 2002