"PRaise The Lord!"
Praise The Lord!  For
He Has Clothed Me Well
And Warmly NEstled ME
In a Bosom OF Soft Plush
That Is a Gentle Home, and
which home, it is mine!
MY Own Home!
 My Very OWn Home!
And I a woman in love
With a man my husband
and the bitter cold
--blow, blow, thou winter wind,
thou shalt not chill my husband's
bones tonight!  I cannot sleep
haunted by the homeless
out there freezing
and dying.  But I give
Praise To The Lord
For Rescuing Me
And Delivering Me
I Know I Am Unworthy
and have done nothing
to deserve Salvation---
So Praise the Lord!
JESUS is warming
our Gentle Home,
And When I Despair
For The Others I Remember
To Have Faith In JEsus
And Wait On The Lord.
What a miracle Tis,
To Be so warm and happy
On such a dark Freezing
Winter's Night. Oh
Lamplit Delight!
PRAISE THE LORD!
In JEsus' NAme,
Amen.