There once was a man who decided to build a house for himself.
He was a wise man.
He researched each site and made detailed plans.
He wanted his house to stand for all time.
He was a wise man.
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He studied all the facts he had learned.
He found out everything he needed to know.
No place he could find had everything he wanted.
But he did find the right spot.
It had everything he needed.
So he built his house on a Rock.
He was a wise man.
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He started to build.
He was involved in it all.
He spent many an hour with paint in his fingernails.
He even shot a nail through his foot.
He said he couldn't just stand there and watch.
He had to help.
He was a wise man.
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When people stopped by to marvel at his house.
He took time to talk to each one.
If he found that they knew something useful he hired them on the spot.
He gladly accepted the help of someone that knew the task better than him.
And to top it all off, he was a very fair boss, so people liked working for him.
He was a wise man.
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When his house was completed, the man did not remain idle.
His house became a happy place for everyone to gather.
The man was always eager to learn more and more.
He was a wise man.
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After a little reprieve, which the man enjoyed very much, he noticed some dark clouds.
He did not wait to see if the darkness was only a small shower or something far worse.
He prepared right away.
He bought food and water.
He bought a radio and batteries.
He put gas in his car.
He made sure his house was fortified.
He was a wise man.
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When the storm did hit, it was one of the worst.
But the man was not worried.
He had prepared in advance.
He was a wise man
He built his house on a Rock, so it would stand strong.
A/N My first Bible-based fanfiction, and it has to be a poem! What was I thinking? I do hope this one doesn't deter readers from reading others.