1 The Sunday school is my delight,
O let us hasten there, O let us hasten there;
’Tis there we learn the way that’s right,
And hear the voice of prayer,
And hear the voice of prayer.
Refrain:
O I love the Sunday school,
O I love the Sunday school,
So do I, so do I,
So do I, so do I, so do I,
O I love the Sunday school.
2 When spring with many an op’ning flower
And blossom decks the ground,
And blossom decks the ground,
When summer’s sun and gentle show
Spreads beauty all around,
Spreads beauty all around [Refrain]
3 And when the cold and chilly blast
Shall steal away the flowers,
Shall steal away the flowers,
When winter’s snow is falling fast,
This joy shall still be ours,
This joy shall still be ours. [Refrain]
4 Yes, if the sweetest flowers abound,
Or earth is clothed in snow,
Or earth is clothed in snow,
In Sunday school we will be found,
For there we love to go,
For there we love to go. [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #12687