Make of your heart a highway, A highway for the king; Build straight and true that highway For your soul's trafficking; A road for hopes and dreams to run On feet with mystic wings; For daring thoughts and purposes, And brave adventurings; Build it up of pure desire In loneliness and tears; For Love's battalions to march down In triumph over fears. Make of your heart a highway, Build it straight and true, Of peace and prayer and purity, So God can come to you. |