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Little Blossoms

We are little blossoms in our Father's garden

Author: Harriet E. Jones
Tune: [We are little blossoms in our Father's garden]
Published in 1 hymnal

Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 We are little blossoms in our Father’s garden,
Breathing words of sweetness weary hearts to cheer;
Blossoms of the morning in our bright apparel,
We will prove a blessing while we tarry here.

Dear little blossoms fair are we,
Shining as bright as bright can be;
Earnest our endeavor saddened hearts to cheer,
While we tarry here.

2 We are little blossoms shining for the Master,
Like a gleaming city on the lofty heights;
While we shine for Jesus, we are helping others,
Unto all around us cheerful little lights. [Refrain]

3 We are little blossoms; may we shine forever
With our loving Saviour in His garden fair;
By the living waters we shall wither never,
But shall shine in beauty ever over there. [Refrain]

Source: Exalted Praise: a twentieth century collection of sacred hymns for the church, Sunday school, and devotional meetings #183

Author: Harriet E. Jones

Harriet E. Rice Jones, 1823-1915 Born: Ap­ril 18, 1823, Pom­pey Hol­low, Onon­da­ga Coun­ty, New York. Died: 1915, Bing­ham­ton, New York. Buried: Oran Com­mun­i­ty Church Cem­e­te­ry, Pom­pey, Onon­da­ga Coun­ty, New York. Daughter of El­e­a­zer Rice, Jones lived in Onon­da­ga Coun­ty, New York. Her girl­hood was spent on a farm, re­ceiv­ing what ed­u­ca­tion the count­ry schools and one term at high school could pro­vide. She was al­ways fond of read­ing, and was a great sing­er, with a clear ring­ing voice. On Ju­ly 7, 1844, she mar­ried a son of Rev. Ze­nas Jones; her hus­band died in 1879. Her song writ­ing ca­reer b­egan when her po­e­try came to the at­ten­tion of Dr. M. J. Mun­… Go to person page >

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First Line: We are little blossoms in our Father's garden
Title: Little Blossoms
Author: Harriet E. Jones
Refrain First Line: Dear little blossoms fair are we
Copyright: Public Domain


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Exalted Praise #183

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