Where is the happiest home on earth?
'Tis not 'mid scenes of noisy mirth;
But where God's favor, sought aright,
Fills every breast with joy and light.
The richest home? It is not found
Where wealth and splendor most abound;
But wheresoe'er, in hall or cot,
Men lived contented with their lot.
The fairest home? It is not placed
In scenes with outward beauty graced;
But where kind words and smiles impart
A constant sunshine to the heart.
On such a home of peace and love
God showers his blessing from above;
And angels, watching o'er it, cry,
"Lo! This is like our home on high!"