The morning sun rose o'er the earth
And kissed the sleeping flowers
That bloomed along the hillside steep
And in the woodland bowers.
The flowers looked up, all smiling bright,
And each one seemed to say:
We bloom to gladden all the earth;
We 'II do our best to-day!
So shines into each waiting heart
God's radiant beams of love;
Oh, wondrous light, that fills our thought
With joy all else above!
Now loving service for Thy sake
Our highest aim shall be,
To spread the healing truth, the truth
That makes Thy children free.
