In Love, in heavenly Love, we have our home;
In Life's enclosing arm our comfort lies.
In that dear care resting we no more roam.
And loving-kindness lights world-weary eyes.
Knowing that tenderness, we know no storm ;
No stony walls our upward thought surround.
Reflecting Love in loving, deep and warm,
Is very home, upon whatever ground.
Upon whatever ground our footsteps move.
This still must be our true home's healing balm.
Our home we have in Love, in heavenly Love;
Our comfort lies in Life's enclosing arm.
