Can’t do it no matter what
But in college they called me
The hospitality director
Because you were always
Welcome in my room
Help yourself to my food
Or I’ll drop by, talk with you
Give helpful hints, help you unpack, too
The welcoming committee
So I may not know what
Jesus looks like
Or the day He’s coming back
But I’ve spent my life
And talking to Him each night
Now all I need’s for old Gabriel
To get on his horn and blow
And I’ll be right on my way
Can't wait to see Him
Just want to be part of
The welcoming committee
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