From day to day, from heart to heart
There lives the hope of a love apart—
Apart from the commonplace, content
That this is a gift that God has sent.
A love that builds, from day to day,
A sense of worthiness, and not dismay
A bit of heaven, a bit of home —
A love that lives, but not for itself alone.
A love that takes the borders of life’s care
And builds, from these, a pathway to the heavenly stair.
A love that nurtures the inward soul
And makes of fragments, a living whole.
A love that counts not selfish gains
Nor finds its joys in others’ pain —
But rather seeks, in earthly ways
A love that’s best with Heavenly praise.
via Lynn Street Church of Christ