Little Deeds of Kindness

1 Suppose the little cowslip
Should hang its pretty golden cup,
And say, "I’m such a tiny flower,
I’d better not grow up!"
How many a weary traveller
Would miss its pure and fragrant smell;
How many a little child would grieve
To lose it from the dell!

2 Suppose the glistening dewdrop
Upon the waving grass, should say,
"What can a little dewdrop do?
I’d better roll away."
The blade on which its coolness stayed,
Before the summer day was done,
Without a drop to moisten it,
Would wither in the sun.

3 How many deeds of kindness
Each one of us may always do,
Although we have so little strength,
And little wisdom too!
We want a kind and loving heart,
Much more than greater strength to prove
How many things we all may do,
For others, by our love.


Source: The Morning Stars Sang Together: a book of religious songs for Sunday schools and the home circle #36

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