Vacate these premises when my lease runs out, When my time comes, and it will no doubt. My God leaves with me, to take me home, For where I have lived has been sparse and bare, Compared to the Mansion where He resides there. Why Lord, I have to ask, have you chose me, A lowly driver to live with thee? All my life I tried so hard to please others. I was ignored by my own sisters and brothers. It can only be the love You have for such as me, That allows me to come and abide with Thee. So I thank you Lord in advance of the day. That you send Your Son Jesus to lead me away. © Dave Timperley 05 September 2016