"I AM THE RESURRECTION AND THE LIFE."
Violets are spreading their bloom o'er the grasses,
Daisies are turning gold hearts to the sun,
Gay feathered songsters are weaving romances,
Everything tells us that Spring has begun.
Daisies are turning gold hearts to the sun,
Gay feathered songsters are weaving romances,
Everything tells us that Spring has begun.
Even the air has a message of gladness,
A subtle uplifting the spirit perceives,
As though it rejoiced in the work of creation
While sporting again in the new-budding leaves.
A subtle uplifting the spirit perceives,
As though it rejoiced in the work of creation
While sporting again in the new-budding leaves.
Slowly, but surely the work is progressing
Out of the silence and out of the gloom,
Into the light God is calling the flowers
As He shall summon each soul from the tomb.
Out of the silence and out of the gloom,
Into the light God is calling the flowers
As He shall summon each soul from the tomb.
This is the meaning, the glory of Spring-time,
This is the lesson it holds for us all,
Patience abiding the day of fulfilment,
Faith till the voice of the Master shall call.
This is the lesson it holds for us all,
Patience abiding the day of fulfilment,
Faith till the voice of the Master shall call.
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