Your Doors And Mine

Your Doors And Mine © Our sanctuary doors are stretched open wide. They're waiting, wanting, and watching inside. As if to say, come quickly now, without delay Who knows, at a twinkling of an eye, they close. Time is the key to our scared doors, to and fro They go as ushers in a row; they stop and settle. As the music fills the air, a soft, lovely Spirit has Entered there, warm and secure; now God's Holy Spirit begins to deal. Come unto me, all that labor and are heavily Laden and I will give you rest. Matt: 11-28