1 Little birds are singing, in the leafy trees; Little flowers are waving in the gentle breeze.
2 In the sunny meadows there are lambs at play; And the bees are working gladly all the day.
3 Lord, Thy little children sweet as flowers would be, Pouring forth the fragrance of their lives to Thee.
4 Teach us, well and gladly all our tasks to do; Let us always please Thee in our playtime, too.
5 Like the birds so happy se Thy praises sing, While to Thee, O Savior, loving hearts we bring.Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11054