1 Sunny days of childhood,
Beautiful ye seem,
Fair as spring-tide flowers,
Bright as summer's beam.
Days with joy o'erflowing,
Care nor sadness knowing,
Must ye pass away?
2 Precious days of childhood!
Days of promise fair;
If bedewed with wisdom,
Rich the fruits ye bear.
Jesus' footsteps keeping,
Blest shall be our reaping
In life's harvest day.
3 Happy days of childhood,
Swiftly moving on;
Into manhood changing
Ye will soon be gone,
Like a streamlet flowing,
Pause nor stillness knowing,
Thus ye pass away!
4 Sunny days of childhood!
We no tear will shed
When, like spring-tide flowers,
Youth and health are fled.
Earthly scenes forsaking,
We shall hail the breaking
Of an endless day.
Amen.
Source: Voices of Praise: for school and church and home #279