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Ps.26 I love your house

You give me cake. I love your house. Cake for my soul.

We sit by the fire. I love your house. A fire in my soul.

You start to sing. I love your house. A song of my life, of your joy, of your patience with me, of your delight in who you’ve made. A good good song for my soul.

You walk to the piano as a myriad of singers fill the room. They wait. I breathe. And a song begins from my heart, rising to choral crescendos of joy; accompanied by you. I love your house.

Cake and fire and praise.

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