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1 Hark, the birds and brooklets singing!
Hark, the breezes soft reply!
Children, join the song of nature;—
Singing praise to God on high.
Hark, the blossoms seem to whisper
“Think of all your Father’s love.”
Hark, the bird-notes seem to echo,
“Lift a song to God above.”
2 Bend and watch the dainty flowers,
Soft and low they seem to say;—
“God hath made us silent preachers,
Sing His praise on Children’s Day.” [Refrain]
3 List the music from the tree tops,
soft the leafy fingers play.
‘Tis the wind harp’s gentle music
Praising God on Children’s Day. [Refrain]
4 Children, heed these many voices,
Lift your hearts in earnest praise,
To the Lover of the children
Who with blessings crowns your days. [Refrain]Source: Uplifted Voices: a 20th century hymn book for sunday-schools and devotional meetings #198