There are houses of healing ... I've never known before ... Yours was the door leading in.Wounded ... without feelingLost within the storm ...Yours were the arms I rested in;Yours was the door leading in. Comforting conversation ... Thoughts that warm every breeze ... Yours was the Word I trusted in.And if I've known sweet elation,I've never seen past my dreams ...Yours was the dream I was sleeping in;Yours was the door leading in. Selah There are houses of healing ... I've never known before ...Yours were the arms I rested in;Yours was the Word I trusted in;Yours was the dream I was sleeping in;Yours was the door leading in.