O happy home, where Thou art loved the dearest,

Thou loving Friend and Saviour of our race,

And where among the guests there never cometh

One who can hold such high and honored place!

O happy home, where two, in heart united,

In holy faith and blessed hope are one,

Whom death a little while alone divideth,

And cannot end the union here begun!

O happy home, whose little ones are given

Early to Thee in humble faith and prayer,

To Thee, their Friend, who from the heights of heaven

Guides them, and guards with more than mother’s care.

O happy home, where each one serves Thee lowly,

Whatever his appointed work may be,

Till every common task seems great and holy,

When it is done, O Lord, as unto Thee!

O happy home, where Thou art not forgotten

When joy is overflowing, full and free,

O happy home, where every wounded spirit

Is brought, Physician, Comforter, to Thee.

And when at last all earthly toil is ended,

All meet Thee in the blessed home above,

From whence Thou camest, where Thou hast ascended—

Thine everlasting home of peace and love.