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.
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