And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.~ Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Sensitive Plant
Flowers are the sweetest things that God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
~ Henry Ward Beecher
love this!
Me too! Too bad the blossoms don’t last more than a week or so…
I have been wondering about this song’s lyrics since I first sang it in chorus in the 7th grade! Oddly enough, I now live in the school where I first learned the song and the neighborhood is still tree lined with a lovely church that will forever remind me of the song! May God bless you for posting the hymn and performance online!