Chorus / Description :
Light the fire, gather ‘round
Join together, sing it loud
Raise the glass and joyful be
Home at last, one family
Who is there at the end of lonesome roads?
All of us hope there?s a home
A place to rest where wounds get dressed, the table?s full
The sound of laughter in the halls
Light the fire, gather ?round
Join together, sing it loud
Raise the glass and joyful be
Home at last, one family b
We?re all orphans looking for an open door
Hard times come no more
Come on up to the house of the Lord
Father adopts us all
Behold what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called children of God; and `such' we are. For this cause the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not.
Beloved, now are we children of God, and it is not yet made manifest what we shall be. We know that, if he shall be manifested, we shall be like him; for we shall see him even as he is.