Open the Door of Your Heart
Open the door of your heart, my lad,
To the angels of love and truth,
When the world is full of unnumbered joys
In the beautiful dawn of youth.
Casting aside all the things that mar,
Saying to wrong, Depart!
To the voices of hope that are calling you
Open the door of your heart. Open the door of your heart, my lass;
To the things that shall abide,
To the holy thoughts that lift your soul
Like the stars at eventide.
All the fadeless flowers that bloom
In the realms of song and art
Are yours if you’ll only give them room.
Open the door of your heart. Open the door of your heart, my friend,
Heedless of class or creed,
When you hear the cry of a brother’s voice,
The sob of a child in need.
To the shining heaven that o’er you bends
You need no map nor chart,
But only the love the Master gave.
Open the door of your heart.