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Little birds are singing,
In the leafy trees;
Little flowers are waving
In the gentle breeze.
In the sunny meadows
There are lambs at play;
And the bees are working
Gladly all the day.
Lord, Thy little children
Sweet as flowers would be,
Pouring forth the fragrance
Of their lives to Thee.
Teach us, well and gladly
All our tasks to do;
Let us always please Thee
In our playtime, too.
Like the birds so happy
We Thy praises sing,
While to Thee, O Savior,
Loving hearts we bring.
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Meter:
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6 5 6 5
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Bible Refs:
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Eph 5:19;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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LAKE KARIBA
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6 5 6 5
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