If I Were A Sunbeam
IF I were a sunbeam,
I know what I'd do:
I would seek white lilies
Rainy woodlands through;
I would steal among them,
Softest light I'd shed,
Until every lily
Raised its drooping head.
"If I were a sunbeam,
I know where I'd go:
Into lowliest hovels,
Dark with want and woe;
Till sad hearts looked upward,
I would shine and shine;
Then they'd think of Heaven,-
Their sweet home and mine.'
"Art thou not a sunbeam,
Child, whose life is glad
With an inner radiance
Sunshine never had?
Oh! As God hath blessed thee.
Scatter rays divine;
For there is no sunbeam
But must die, or shine."