1 Little birds are singing, in the leafy trees;
Little flowers are waving in the gentle breeze.
2 In the sunny meadows there are lambs at play;
And the bees are working gladly all the day.
3 Lord, Thy little children sweet as flowers would be,
Pouring forth the fragrance of their lives to Thee.
4 Teach us, well and gladly all our tasks to do;
Let us always please Thee in our playtime, too.
5 Like the birds so happy se Thy praises sing,
While to Thee, O Savior, loving hearts we bring.Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11054