The Alder by the River

1 The alder by the river
Shakes out her powdery curls;
The willow buds in silver
For little boys and girls.
The little birds fly over,
And oh, how sweet they sing!
To tell the happy children
That once again ’tis spring.

Refrain:
Who is it brings the flowers,
Adorning earth anew?
’Tis God! ah, happy children,
He makes them all for you!

2 The verdant grass comes creeping
So soft beneath their feet;
The frogs begin to ripple
A music clear and sweet;
And buttercups are coming,
And scarlet columbine;
And in the sunny meadows
The dandelions shine. [Refrain]

3 And just as many daisies
As their soft hands can hold,
The little ones may gather
All fair in white and gold;
Here blows the warm red clover,
There peeps the violet blue!
O happy, happy children,
God makes them all for you! [Refrain]

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #15641

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