All things bright and beautiful

All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all,

Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings,

The purple-headed mountain,
The river running by,
The sunset, and the morning,
That brightens up the sky,

The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one,

He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell,
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.

I’m looking at my child

I’m looking at my child, a picture in a photo album,
Gathered memories, pictures with tears upon them,

God came and took you who made my life complete,
And all that’s left are pictures, and an empty seat,

I also have a feeling deep down within my heart,
It’s the pain of emptiness, since we’ve been apart,

I try not to let the grief and sorrow overcome my day,
I’ll blow a kiss to heaven and send it on its way,

I’m living with a heavy heart feeling all so blue,
Asking God to take me up, so I can fly with you,

I’m waiting for the day you come calling out my name,
Until then I’ll be staring at your pictures, life will never be the same.

If roses grow in Heaven

If roses grow in Heaven Lord,
please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my mother’s arms,
and tell her they are from me,
Tell her i love her and miss her,
and when she turn to smile,
place a kiss upon her cheek,
and hold her for awhile,
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day,
But there is an ache within my heart,
that will never go away.

Without friends like thee

What would life be with out friends like thee,
I’ll tell you, like no longer being free,
Imagine what life would be so sad and blue,
To go through life without that special you,
And I know we live so far away,
Through the internet we are like castaways,
Never get to touch or hug you for this I only pray,
For some day I hope we can meet,
To hug and laugh and dance to the beat,
I know this would be a treat,
For now this is all I see,
Is my good friend here with me,
Just think what life would be,
Without friends like thee.

Love is like the wild rose

Love is like the wild rose briar,
Friendship like the holly tree,
The holly is dark when the rose briar blooms,
But which will bloom most constantly,

The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air,
Yet wait till winter comes again,
And who will call the wild-briar fair,

Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now,
And deck thee with the holly’s sheen,
That when December blights thy brow,
He may still leave thy garland green.

I shot an arrow into the air

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where,
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight,
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where,
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song,

Long, long afterward, in an oak,
I found the arrow, still unbroke,
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.

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