How beautiful, thy dwelling place
Amid the stars and endless space,
My Home – at last, I’ve made my choice
By sounds of heart, not uttered voice,
Thy sweetness Lord, lifts high my soul
When ‘ere I hear the church bells toll,
That brings me to your holy place
And fills me with your warm embrace.
Your touch of love, while earth I roam
Till hence you deign to bring me home.
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