FATHER'S HOUSE

Mm, yeah
In my Father's house
He's got room for you and me
In my Father's house
There's no lack, there's no need
In my Father's house
All the captives finally freed
In my Father's house
Where we'll spend eternity (yeah)
I wonder if the street's really made of gold
Wonder if my two-year-old will be looking old
Does it rain, does it shine, is it hot or cold?
'Cause it don't matter all the prodigals are coming home
Thankful, life is no longer painful
I believe 'cause You say so
That one day, I'll see the gates open
To my Father's house
Where He's got room for you and me
Yeah, in my Father's house
Where there's no lack, there's no need
Yeah, in my Father's house
Where all the captives finally freed
Yeah, in my Father's house
Where we'll spend eternity (yeah)
Yeah, He's got a room for you, and you, and me and you
If there's a need, my Father's gonna meet it too
Forget a key, there's nothing that you need to do
Except just believe
And be thankful, life is no longer painful
I believe 'cause You say so
That one day, I'll see the gates open
To my Father's house (house)
Where He's got room for you and me
Yeah, in my Father's house (house)
Where there's no lack, there's no need
Yeah, in my Father's house
Where all the captives finally freed
Yeah, in my Father's house
Where we'll spend eternity (yeah)
Father's house
Where we'll spend eternity
In my Father's house
Where we'll spend eternity
In my Father's house
In my Father's house
Yeah