The house of the Lord. 1 Kings 9:15
We love the venerable house
Our fathers built to God;
In Heaven are kept their grateful vows,
Their dust endears the sod.
Here holy thoughts a light have shed
From many a radiant face,
And prayers of humble virtue spread
The perfume of the place.
And anxious hearts have pondered here
The mystery of life,
And prayed th’eternal Light to clear
Their doubts and aid their strife.
From humble tenements around
Came up the pensive train,
And in the church a blessing found,
That filled their homes again.
For faith, and peace, and mighty love,
That from the Godhead flow,
Showed them the life of Heaven above
Springs from the life below.
They live with God their homes are dust;
Yet here their children pray,
And in this fleeting lifetime trust
To find the narrow way.