“Come,” said Bessie, eagerly,
“Come, and take a walk with me,
All the fields are fresh and green,
Many pretty flowers are seen;
See the sun shines warm and bright,
All the world’s a pretty sight.”
“We will walk on soft green grass,
Birds will sing as on we pass,
And the brook will murmur low,
As along its banks we go;
How it sparkles in the light!
All the world’s a pretty sight.”
So the children went so free,
Singing in their childish glee,
Stopping here and there to play
On this lovely summer day,
Showing, in their glad delight,
All the world’s a pretty sight.
Let us, like these children gay,
Praise our Father every day,
For these words are very true,
All God’s blessings are for you,
And He adds a greater one
In the gift of Christ, His Son.
ML 05/16/1909