418. S. M. Miss Fletcher. Where is Heaven?
1 Our heaven is everywhere,
If we but love the Lord,
Unswerving tread the narrow way,
And ever shun the broad.
2 'T is where the trusting heart
Bows meekly to its grief,
Still looking up with earnest faith
For comfort and relief.
3 Where guileless infancy
In happiness doth dwell,
And where the aged one can say
|He hath done all things well.|
4 Wherever truth abides
Sweet peace is ever there;
If we but love and serve the Lord,
Our heaven is everywhere.