O! the Flowers of Summer

1 O the flow’rs of summer,
Flow’rs of ev’ry hue,
Take each one as coming,
Straight from God to you;
Telling wondrous secrets
Of his pow’r and love,
Wearing still the brightness
Of the home above.

Refrain:
Flow’rs of summer
Angel like are they:
Hear the message which they bring today,
HE who curbs the ocean’s mighty pow’r,
Painted ev’ry leaf and flow’r.

2 Just as earth’s creation
Show’d the might of God,
So does ev’ryflow’ret
Springing from the sod.
He who guides the star worlds,
Curbs the ocean’s pow’r,
With the same hand painteth
Ev’ry leaf and flow’r. [Refrain]

3 Touch these sweet flow’rs gently,
So divinely dress’d,
They are, in earth’s language
Thoughts of God express’d.
Thoughts of heav’nly glory—
Sweetness, purity,
Must not he who fram’d them
Wholly lovely be? [Refrain]

4 Praise him then with singing,
Tell his love abroad;
Be the whole earth ringing
With the name of God.
Lakes and hills be telling—
Sunset skies and flow’rs
Something of the beauty
Of this God of ours. [Refrain]

Source: The Service of Praise #77

• MIDI file from The Cyber Hymnal #13731
  
• MIDI file from The Service of Praise #77