Whenever I hear the song of a bird
Or look at the blue, blue sky,
Whenever I feel the rain on my face
Or the wind as it rushes by,
Whenever I touch a velvet rose
Or walk by our lilac tree,
I’m glad that I live in this beautiful world Heav’nly Father created for me.
He gave me my eyes that I might see the color of butterfly wings.
He gave me my ears that I might hear the magical sound of things.
He gave me my life, my mind, my heart:I thank him rev’rently
For all his creations, of which I’m a part.
Yes, I know Heav’nly Father loves me.*
*Words and music: Clara W. McMaster, 1904–1997. © 1961 IRI. Arr. © 1989 IRI
4 comments:
What a cute post. I love it!
Funny how our kids have sparked a desire to hike in both of us!
Looks like you had fun! That's one of our favorite primary songs!
Such a cute idea-loved it! It makes me want to take the kids out and get those shots too!
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