Living Room

My life has been like an old house
Far past the outskirts of town
The kind that you see down a dirt road
You wonder why it's not torn down

Abandoned and empty
Forgotten and appears
So overgrown and ravaged by the years

So come through the doorway
I've closed in the past
And tear down the walls of my pride
Open the windows
And push out the darkness
By letting in Heaven's pure light
Oh, banish the silence
And open this tomb
Fill up my heart
And make it Your living room
Your living room

So let there be music and laughter
Let there be memories displayed
And moments I frame to remind me
Of Your sweet goodness and grace

And let a fire burn brightly
Let it be known
To all who come near
This is Your home

So Lord, won't You come through the doorway
I've closed in the past
And tear down the walls of my pride
And open the windows
And push out the darkness
By letting in Heaven's pure light
Oh, banish the silence
And open this tomb
Fill up my heart
And make it Your living room
Your living room

So come through the doorway
I've closed in the past
And tear down the walls of my pride
And open the windows
And push out the darkness
By letting in Heaven's pure light
Oh, banish the silence
And open this tomb
Fill up my heart
And make it Your living room
Your living room