While searching for music for our church choir to sing for Christmas, I came across this song by Marilyn McMeen Miller Brown and Dennis L. Crockett, “Our Heaven Is Our Home,” in the Ensign, July 1977, (pp. 36)
1. Our heaven is our home,
Our place on earth to kneel,
Where nearest to our Father’s throne
We live and love and feel.
2. The gentle dew of grace
Rests on our morning prayer.
The soft light from our mother’s face
Reflects her constant care.
3. Like rainbows crowned with light
That promise glory soon,
The children fill the darkest night
With all the hope of noon.
4. The sunset’s golden rays
Glow in our father’s eyes:
His strengthened hands with prayer and praise
Hold firm our family ties.
5. Our heaven is our home,
Where miracles increase.
And where we hope our Christ may come
To bless us with his peace.
1. Our heaven is our home,
Our place on earth to kneel,
Where nearest to our Father’s throne
We live and love and feel.
2. The gentle dew of grace
Rests on our morning prayer.
The soft light from our mother’s face
Reflects her constant care.
3. Like rainbows crowned with light
That promise glory soon,
The children fill the darkest night
With all the hope of noon.
4. The sunset’s golden rays
Glow in our father’s eyes:
His strengthened hands with prayer and praise
Hold firm our family ties.
5. Our heaven is our home,
Where miracles increase.
And where we hope our Christ may come
To bless us with his peace.
I like this song. :)
1 comment:
thanks that's a great song and a good reminder of the type of home we are striving to build!
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