When Jesus comes to our home, He makes us bloom!
Oh what hope, how different from previous gloom!
Master, try some kueh, drink some tea;
We will wait upon You and give our all to Thee because...
Love is home to bloom,
Driving away our fears of doom;
Our lives He tenderly grooms,
So we can see Him soon!
“Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with Me.'"
“`....Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven for she loved much. But he who has been forgiven little loves little.'"