LAND OF HEART’S DELIGHT
Glory’s a temple open wide,
Content, a little shrine.
But Heart’s Delight is a land so bright
We reckon it half divine.
It lies wherever man has lived,
But wheresoe’er you find it
Its skies are blue with dreams come true,
And Heaven is just behind it.
Glory’s the universal gleam
Of all God gives to men.
Content, the little silver dream
He sends to one in ten.
But Heart’s Delight, all golden bright,
Is given to him alone
Who has hidden his heart in the deepest part
Of a place called Home.