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The Heart Where Kindness Dwells

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Feb 4, 1909

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 86, No. 5.

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The Heart Where Kindness Dwells

By Nellie Heyer

There's beauty in the glorious sky When morn her rosy hues displays, And when at eve the western clouds Reflect in gold the sun's last rays. The star-bespangled heaven is fair, But there's a beauty far excels Night's brilliant gems or gorgeous clouds— 'Tis in the heart where kindness dwells.
A summer rose is fair to me, With pearly dewdrops glittering bright, And beautiful the sweet spring flowers, Blue violets and lilies white: They lend rich fragrance to the morn (Of innocence and joy it tells); I love them well, but dearer far I love the heart where kindness dwells.
I love the songs of summer birds, And murmurs low of rippling streams, And fairy music which so oft Comes softly stealing through my dreams. But something hath a magic power Surpassing music's sweetest spells; 'Tis the low voice whose gentle tones Come from the heart where kindness dwells.
— Nellie Heyer.