I can see the red-buds dancing along the misty streets and I see the dogwood blossoms gathered at my feet. I can hear the young birds singing with their youthful delight At their place in your House of Light. May I dwell in your house of light forevermore.//
I can feel you walk beside me under a canopy of leaves your words are soft & subtle as a gentle summer breeze. Your breath is sweet as honey; your eyes are warm & bright: that's how I see your House of Light. May I dwell in your house of light forevermore.
When the farmers reap their harvest, we hear the sermon of the loam; and the barn is standing ready for the horses coming home; when the leaves explode in color that gives my heart delight: I know I live in your House of Light. May I dwell in your house of light forevermore.
Soon the sun will hang lower, the crisp air draw us close. My days build up like snow banks and I barely count the cost for the turning of the seasons have brought my soul 'round right: within the halls of your House of Light. May I dwell in your house of light forevermore.