My house stands at the edge of glory   Steady as the seasons change   Dreams of grace arise before me   And they call me home again      I went forth with no protection   Through a fierce and a blinding rain   And seeking truth but not perfection   I saw my father's face again      Father, father can you hear me?   Through this swirl of thoughts unsaid   All you wanted, I did not know   And all you asked I tried to give      My house stands at the edge of glory   Steady as the seasons change   Dreams of grace arise before me   And they call me home again      Take this hand that I hold out   It's meant to bridge the years apart   Come in come in from the howling wind   To the clearing of my heart      Still and lovely came the morning   Gone was my father's face   And in my house a bright reflection   New among my dreams of grace      My house stands at the edge of glory   Steady as the seasons change   Dreams of grace arise before me   And they call me home again   Yes, they call me home again