Our Mansion
Our Mansion- by Deborah Hiller
When my husband was told,
His cancer was bad.
He showed more faith,
Than I ever had.
He said he would fight this,
His God would come thru,
He prayed for a healing,
His wish it came true.
For he has been healed,
No more has he pain.
His cancer is gone,
Such joy did he gain.
For God loves my soul-mate,
But had work for him to do.
To help build the mansion,
So I could live with him too.
This mansion is great,
For in it we’ll rest,
My husband helped build it,
It’s our forever love nest!
When my husband was told,
His cancer was bad.
He showed more faith,
Than I ever had.
He said he would fight this,
His God would come thru,
He prayed for a healing,
His wish it came true.
For he has been healed,
No more has he pain.
His cancer is gone,
Such joy did he gain.
For God loves my soul-mate,
But had work for him to do.
To help build the mansion,
So I could live with him too.
This mansion is great,
For in it we’ll rest,
My husband helped build it,
It’s our forever love nest!
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