The Cricket’s Song
I.
Chorister of the hearth,
When stillness reigns, I sing
To God, Eternal King,
Praises for the fireside.
II.
Thy simple souls dwell here,
Content throughout the year.
Love garlands every day;
Peace keeps harsh words away.
III.
Grant the door open wide
For young and happy bride,
With husband by her side;
May their sweet dream come true.
IV.
When morning star doth rise
Joy comes; the baby cries;
New mother with glad eyes,
Beholds hers and Thine own.
V.
Make this a place of rest;
The place that God loves best;
The place where love abides;
God bless our happy home.