We May Sing Of Sunlit Meadows

We may sing of sunlit meadows
Dotted o’er with daisies bright;
And of butter-cups and roses
Tinged with rays of golden light.

But the songs that tell of Jesus
Comfort and rejoicing bring;
And the songs that tell of Jesus
Are the sweetest songs we sing. [Refrain]

We may sing of streamlets gliding
Over many a moss-grown strand;
And of breezes bearing perfume
Over all the smiling land. [Refrain]

Nature’s charms are always fleeting,
But the beauties of our Lord,
Fill our hearts with love and sunshine
That the world cannot afford. [Refrain]