Sweeter than the mountain air
That freely, freely blows.
Sweeter than the fragrance where
Woodland flower grows.
Sweeter—ah, far sweeter—
To the one who knows,
Are the thoughts,
The loving thoughts of God.
Dearer than the dearest friend
Passing time has proved.
Dearer than delightful blend
Of friendship's kindly mood.
Dearer—ah, far dearer—
To the one who knows,
Are the thoughts,
The tender thoughts of God.
Truth revealing!
Promise sealing!
Angel thoughts of God.
