Hither We Hasten So Joyful And Happy


Hither we hasten so joyful and happy,
Cheerful our hearts for no clouds dim our way,
Blessings from heaven are showered upon us,
Glad are our songs on this beautiful day.
Joyfully, joyfully voices are blending,
Singing the praise of our Saviour alway,
How could we feel aught but thankful and happy,
While we’re enjoying this glad Children’s day.

Refrain:
Once more we hail thee this sweet day of flowers,
Happy our hearts for no clouds dim our way,
How could we feel aught but thankful and happy,
Sing Hallelujah this glad Children’s day.

Come, children now while the dew’s on the flowers,
Let not the tempests darken your way;
Gird on the armor and waste not the hours,
Storm-clouds may threaten and tempt the delay;
But when ’tis over the skies how they’ll brighten
And in the distance our Lord you shall see,
He who’s above thee, forever will love thee,
And He will make thy soul happy and free. [Refrain]

Let us then scatter sweet flowers in profusion,
This day of all is the one we love best,
And let us feel that the Earth’s no delusion,
And when life closes, in Heav’n there is rest;
So that when Jesus shall make up his jewels
We’ll not be found with a burden of leaves,
But when we’re done and have finished the sowing,
Let us take home to Him bountiful sheaves. [Refrain]