Homes

So long as there are homes to which men turn at close of day,

So long as there are homes where children are, and woman stay,

If love and loyalty and faith be found across those sills,

A stricken nation can recover from it’s greatest ills.

So long as there are homes where fires burn, and there is bread,

So long as there are homes where lamps are lit, and prayers are said,

Although a people falter through the dark, and nations grope,

With God himself back of these little homes we have sure hope.

By permission from “The Queensland Council letter” of the C.W.A.