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Faces Bright
Author: Helen Cruickshank Hymnal: Happy Songs for Boys and Girls #27 (1952) Hymnal Title: Happy Songs for Boys and Girls First Line: Faces bright, with delight Refrain First Line: Singing, singing, God the Father reigns Languages: English Tune Title: [Faces bright, with delight]
Faces Bright
Songs Of Praise Are Swelling
Author: Helen Cruickshank Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13738 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal First Line: Faces bright, with delight Refrain First Line: Singing, singing, God the Father reigns Lyrics: 1 Faces bright, with delight,
Greet the smiling morn;
Voices raise, songs of praise,
Winter’s hour is gone.
Silver shower, bring the flowers,
Full of fragrance rare,
Now is heard, song of bird,
Thro’ the summer air.
Refrain:
Singing, singing, God the Father reigns;
Praise Him, praise Him, for His loving care;
Ringing, ringing, o’er the grassy plain,
Songs are swelling everywhere.
2 Nature tells, all is well,
God the Father reigns;
Dark or light, fair or bright,
Constant He remains;
And His love, from above,
Round us e’er shall rest;
Trust in Him, only Him,
He knows what is best. [Refrain]
3 Summer flowers, in their bowers,
Trust in God alone;
So may we, joyous, free,
Seek His royal throne.
There to pray, every day,
For the faith that lives;
For we know, as we go,
Such He freely gives. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Faces bright, with delight]
Songs Of Praise Are Swelling
Songs of Praise are Swelling
Author: Helen Cruickshank Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #223 (1904) Hymnal Title: The Voice of Praise First Line: Faces bright, with delight Refrain First Line: Singing, singing, God the Father reigns Lyrics: 1 Faces bright, with delight,
Greet the smiling morn;
Voices raise, songs of praise,
Winter's hour is gone.
Silver show'r, bring the flow'rs,
Full of fragrance rare,
Now is heard, song of bird,
Thro' the summer air.
Chorus:
Singing, singing, God the Father reigns,
Praise him, praise him, for his loving care;
Ringing, ringing, o'er the grassy plains,
Songs are swelling ev'rywhere.
2 Nature tells, all is well,
God the Father reigns;
Dark or light, fair or bright,
Constant he remains;
And his love, from above,
Round us e'er shall rest;
Trust in him, only him,
He knows what is best. [Chorus]
3 Summer flow'rs, in their bow'rs,
Trust in God alone;
So may we, joyous, free,
Seek his royal throne,
There to pray, ev'ry day,
For the faith that lives;
For we know, as we go,
Such he freely gives. [Chorus]
Tune Title: [Faces bright, with delight]
Songs of Praise are Swelling
