In my Father’s house are many mansions, Jesus said
But why many, if all who follow Jesus are one?
Should there not be only a single mansion instead
Where we can at last see our unity fully won?
Can it be even in Heaven we’ll not see
Fully the unity he bought and longs to bestow
Because in separate mansions we’ll protected be
From those of his children who we despised here below?
Rejecting friend, is it in God’s justice possible
That I will miss the joy of reconciliation
In Heaven, that God will not be held responsible
For your pain from our eternal association?
Jesus is my friend, my eternity is secure
And I am confident you will find the same reward.
But by offending you so greatly, ought I now fear
Living in Heaven’s solitary confinement ward?
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