The Lord’s Place   by Deborah Mabray Caudle

CHORUS

I want to build you a camp

Where Lord, You’re always welcome

Where children can come

And smiles replace the tears

 
Where life is a celebration

And there are just no limitations

To honor Your name Lord

And give You thanks

For each precious life


It will sound like laughter                                                VERSE I

As the children exercise and play

And some that have lost their families

Will be given a place to stay


The Church will be a blessing

When we sing praises to Your name

Can you hear the little one

Asking just to be saved?


Their wheel chairs can travel                                           VERSE II

Each and every room

This is their place of peace

A chance to see Your beauty

 
And for that fleeting moment

They feel just like a child

Where everything is right

And nothing can go wrong