We love the venerable houseOur fathers built to God;In heaven are kept their grateful vows,Their dust endears the sod.
Here holy thoughts a light have shedFrom many a radiant face,And prayers of humble virtue spreadThe perfume of the place.
And anxious hearts have pondered hereThe mystery of life,And prayed th’eternal Light to clearTheir doubts and aid their strife.
From humble tenements aroundCame 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 aboveSprings from the life below.
They live with God their homes are dust;Yet here their children pray,And in this fleeting lifetime trustTo find the narrow way.