Kind Words ‎#56

56. O, there's naught like kind words

1 O, there's naught like kind words
The sad spirit to cheer,
For lo! they betoken,
Some precious friend near;
In seasons of pleasure
They brighten as well,
And their wonderful magic,
No mortal can tell.

Chorus:
Kind words are the echoes
Of friendship and love,
And claim for their birth-place
The bright world above.

2 When they fall from the lips
We've loved early and long,
Tho' plain be their echoes,
They cheer us like song;
Deep down in our spirits
The sounds melt away,
And there, like a sweet perfume,
Their mem'ry will stay. [Chorus]

3 'Twas the kind words of Christ,
Ever gentle and mild,
That breath'd their sweet blessings
On each little child;
And His kind words today
Are as precious as then,
Tho' no longer He walks with
The children of men. [Chorus]

4 We will love those kind words,
Seek to follow them too,
Which God, by his Spirit,
Will help us to do;
And when life's short journey
On earth shall be o'er,
Then his kind words will greet us
On heaven's bright shore. [Chorus]

Text Information

• First Line: O, there's naught like kind words
• Author: Mrs. L. C. S. Dougherty
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1871

Tune Information

• Name: KIND WORDS
• Composer: H. M. Teasdale
• Meter: 6s & 5s
• Key: F Major or modal