Content, content! within a quiet room
All warm and lit we meet; the outward gloom
Is like a folding arm about us pressed;
A space to love in, and a space to pray
We find; content, content!

Content, content! within a quiet room
All warm and lit we meet; the outward gloom
Is like a folding arm about us pressed;
A space to love in, and a space to pray
We find; content, content!