My house is a house of prayer,
I build it with strong walls,
boundaried and secure,
with clear limits and defined borders,
I know what belongs inside and out.
There’s no place for thieves here,
who steal, kill, and destroy,
worshipping money at all cost,
in love with the world and its systems.
I laugh at their schemes, and cast them out with my power.
I fill my house with the spirit of prayer and worship,
treasures of wisdom, knowledge, and understanding,
more precious than gold and silver,
with revelation, beauty, and light.
Only life and truth may dwell here.
It is my joy to ready my house to live in,
it is my delight to restore you and dwell with you.
I’m the Master of your house, yield to my ways.
I love you.