Housed in gold upon the altar
The Lord of each one reigns ...
Majestic, never aloof or haughty,
Hearing our prayers and pains.

Never too busy to hear our story,
Ever ready to heal
Broken hearts and shattered lives
As each one we reveal.

Would that we could be like Him
In all we think and do ...
Loving God so much that we
Are tabernacles, too.