O give us homes built firm upon the Savior,
Where Christ is Head and Counselor and Guide; Where every child is taught his love and favor And gives his heart to Christ, the Crucified; How sweet to know that, tho' his footsteps waver, His faithful Lord is walking by his side! O give us homes with godly fathers, mothers, Who always place their hope and trust in him; Whose tender patience turmoil never bothers, Whose calm and courage trouble cannot dim; A home where each finds joy in serving others, And love still shines, tho' days be dark and grim. O give us homes where Christ is Lord and Master, The Bible read, the precious hymns still sung; Where prayer comes first in peace or in disaster; And praise is natural speech to every tongue; Where mountains move before a faith that's vaster, And Christ sufficient is for old and young. O Lord, our God, our homes are Thine forever! We trust to Thee their problems, toil, and care; Their bonds of love no enemy can sever If Thou art always Lord and Master there: Be Thou the center of our least endeavor - Be Thou our guest, our hearts and homes to share. words by Barbara B. Hart, 1965
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