If this earthly tabernacle should be dissolved today,

I'd trade it for a finer one that would not pass away.

But 'til the day arrives when it's time for moving out,

It's such sweet peace to know the Lord still lives in this old house.

The sweetest fellowship I've known has fortified these walls.

And peace has reigned since He's been won up and down these halls.

With snow upon the rooftop now and these hinges near worn out,

It's such a joy to know the Lord still lives in thie old house.

To Him it's been a dwelling place where He kept my hand in His.

To me a home away from Home is all it really is.

It sure ain't fine or fancy, and all I can boast about

Is after all these years, the Lord still lives in this old house.

There were times He had the right to up and move away.

And there were times it took His great amazing Grace to stay.

But He never left this old building once, that's why I can sing and shout!

'Cause after all these years the Lord still lives in this old house.