A flower in a vase,
Set tall and fair;
A glint of glowing gold
And perfume rare;
One flower in a vase—
Yet love was there!
A curtain drawn aside,
A day to share;
God's sunshine streaming in,
And spring's sweet air;
One window to the sky—
And love was there!
A room in beauty set,
By hands that dare
To do the simple things,
And burdens bear;
One tiny, hidden room—
Yet love was there!
A light for tired feet,
Far up the stair;
One waiting just beyond
In quiet prayer—
O pilgrim, enter soft,
For love is there!
