My home is God Himself; Christ brought me there, And bade me dwell in Him, rejoicing there; He bore me where no foot but His hath trod, Within the holiest at home with God. O holy place! O home divinely fair! And we, God’s little ones, abiding there.
A long, long road I traveled night and day, And sought to find within myself some way, Aught I could do or feel to bring me near; Self-effort failed, and I was filled with fear, And then I found Christ was the only way That I must come to Him and in Him stay.
O wondrous place! O home divinely fair! And I, God’s little one, safe hidden there; Lord, as I dwell in Thee and Thou in me, So make me dead to everything but Thee; That as I rest within my home most fair, I’ll share my God in all and everywhere.
