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"Build me a house," said the Master, / "But not on the shifting sand, / Mid the wreck and roar of tempests, / A house that will firmly stand.
"I will bring thee windows of agates, / And gates of carbuncles bright, / And thy fairest courts and portals / Shall be filled with love and light.
"Thou shalt build with fadeless rubies, / All fashioned around the throne, / A house that shall last forever, / With Christ as the cornerstone.
"It shall be a royal mansion, / A fair and beautiful thing, / It will be the presence-chamber / Of thy Saviour, Lord and King.
"Thy house shall be bound with pinions / To mansions of rest above, / But grace shall forge all the fetters / With the links and cords of love.
"Thou shalt be free in this mansion / From sorrow and pain of heart, / For the peace of God shall enter, / And never again depart. "