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.