There is beau­ty all around,
When there’s love at home;
There is joy in ev’ry sound,
When there’s love at home.
Peace and plen­ty here abide,
Smiling sweet on ev’ry side;
Time doth soft­ly, sweet­ly glide,
When there’s love at home;
Love at home, love at home,
Time doth soft­ly, sweet­ly glide,
When there’s love at home.

In the cot­tage there is joy,
When there’s love at home;
Hate and en­vy ne’er an­noy,
When there’s love at home.
Roses blos­som ’neath our feet,
All the earth’s a gar­den sweet,
Making life a bliss com­plete,
When there’s love at home;
Love at home, love at home,
Making life a bliss com­plete,
When there’s love at home.

Kindly Hea­ven smiles above,
When there’s love at home;
All the earth is filled with love,
When there’s love at home.
Sweeter sings the brook­let by,
Brighter beams the az­ure sky:
Oh, there’s One who smiles on high,
When there’s love at home;
Love at home, love at home,
Oh, there’s One who smiles on high,
When there’s love at home.

Jesus, show Thy mer­cy mine,
Then there’s love at home;
Sweetly whis­per I am Thine,
Then there’s love at home.
Source of love, Thy cheer­ing light
Far ex­ceeds the sun so bright—
Can dis­pel the gloom of night;
Then there’s love at home;
Love at home, love at home,
Can dis­pel the gloom of night;
Then there’s love at home.