I love this poem and it's one of my favoret, and I pray that this may be the modle for my home.
Walk though the rooms of this house, dear Lord
Making them fair and sweet.
May every wall know the touch of Thy hand,
Each floor the print of Thy feet.
Help us to look though Thine eyes, dear Lord,
To stand ot our windows and see
Not commonplace people who walk the streets,
But souls who have need of Thee.
Kindle a fire on our hearth, dear Lord,
Warming all who come.
Build Thou an altar where prayers shall rise,
For prayer is the heart of the home.
Sit at our table with us , dear Lord,
Making each meal a feast,
Breaking the bread that feeds our soul,
Our Host, our Guest, and our Priest.
Dwell in the rooms of our house, dear Lord,
Making them sweet and fair,
Till even the passersby will say
The blessed Jesus lives there.
-Martha Snell Nicholson
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