My Father's Mansion's Many Rooms

My Father's mansion's many rooms
 Have room for all of His children
 As long as we do share His love
 And see that all are free
 And see that all are free to grow
 And see that all are free to know
 And free to open or to close
 The door of their own room
 What is a room without a door
 Which sometimes locks or stands ajar?
 What is a room without a wall
 To keep out sight and sound from all?
 And dwellers in each room should have
 The right to choose their own design
 And color schemes to suit their own
 Though differing from mine
 Yes and each door has its own design
 To suit the owners state of mind
 And those who'd want them all the same
 Don't understand the human game
 My Father's mansion's many rooms
 Have room for all of His children
 If we do but share in His love
 And see that all are free
 The choice is ours to share this earth
 With all its many joys abound
 Or to continue as we have
 And burn God's mansion down