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Ivory Home
thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made You glad....The king's daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of wrought gold....With gladness and rejoicing shall they be brought: they shall enter into the king's palace. Ps. 45:8, 13, 15
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Ivory Home,
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Ivory Home
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Silver and gold
Dm Am
And precious jewels
Em F G
its walls adorn
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Though deserts we roam
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Our
destiny's known
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The light of the eye
Dm Am
Knows not the sight
Em F Dm
Our faith beholds
Em Dm
With hearts of gladness
Am G
We hold your promise
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To
dwell in our home
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Our
Ivory Home
Through fire and blood
You bravely stood up
And drank of the cup
To raise us up as living stones
Now flesh of your flesh
And bone of your bone
We’re washed in your blood
And when this race of life has run
With scars of mercy
Veiled in glory
You'll show us our home
Our Ivory Home
©2002 words and music by Stephen Popovich