His Room

Do not lay your treasure child
in a hidden tomb
Where moths and rust breakdown, corrupt
Be the lovely flowers bloom

The brightest, shining, heavens jewel
Your heart, in Him imbued
The promise child when Jesus said
That He’ll take care of you

Everything you’ll ever need
Is in His splendid room
Fully furnished, filled with joy
In Jesus love so true

Kelly S Griswold

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