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 streets 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 Hе's got room for you and me
In my Father's house
Where there's no lack, there's no need
In my Father's house
Where all the captives finally freed
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
You get a key, there's nothing that you need to do
Except just believe

And be thankful that 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
In my Father's house (house)
Where there's no lack, there's no need
In my Father's house
Where all the captives finally freed
In my Father's house
Where we'll spend eternity (yeah)

In my Father's house
Where we'll spend eternity
In my Father's house (woo)
Where we'll spend eternity
In my Father's house
In my Father's house
(Yeah)