1. Sunrise, soft and still, golden streams of light
Falling from the cloudless sky to bring the end of night.
Glist’ning leaves, budding trees, a singing bird in flight—
With all these wonders I am blessed to have the gift of sight.
2. Singing, clear and sweet, a newborn baby’s cry;
Laughter from a little child, a mother’s lullaby.
Falling leaves, a summer breeze as gentle as a tear;
My life is full, my spirit flies—how blessed I am to hear.
3. Knowledge, the search for truth, a testimony’s birth;
Answers whispered to my heart—how much a soul is worth.
Eternal life, an end to strife: the song my spirit sings.
As I pray I’m blessed to know the peace the gospel brings.
Simple pleasures, simple joys,
I’m given all of these.
Thankfulness then fills my heart
and brings me to my knees.
Copyright © 1995 by Linda E. Hart. All rights reserved. This song may be copied for incidental, noncommercial church and home use.