My
father's mansion has many rooms
With room for all His children
As long as we do share His love
And see that all are free
And see that all are free to grow
And see that all are free to know
And free to open or to close
The door of their own room
What is a room without a
door
Which sometimes locks or stands ajar?
What is a room without a wall
To keep out sight and sound from all?
And dwellers in each room
should have
The right to choose their own design
And colour schemes to suit their own
Love differing from mine
And each room has its own design
To suit the owner's state of mind
And those who want them all the same
Don't understand the hu
man game
My family's mansion's
many rooms
Have room for all his children
If we do but share in His love,
and see that all are free.
The choice is ours to share this earth,
with all its many joys abound,
Ought to continue as we have
And burn God's mansion down