Thy home is with the humble, Lord;
The simplest are the best;
Thy lodging is in childlike hearts;
Thou makest there Thy rest.
Dear Comforter, eternal Love,
If Thou wilt stay with me,
Of lowly thoughts and simple ways
I’ll build a house for Thee.
Who made this beating heart of mine
But Thou, my heavenly Guest?
Let no one have it, then, but Thee,
And let it be Thy rest.