NEVER LONELY.


Over field and meadow, 

Where the daisies grow, 

Up and down I wander, 

Singing as I go.

They who see me roving,

Think me all alone, 

But the birds are with me,

Hear their joyful tone.

How can I be lonely

On the sunny banks, 

While the murmuring waters

Raise a song of thanks?

He who clothes the lilies

On the land or wave, 

Ever walks beside me,

Strong to help and save. 

How can I be lonely

At the twilight hour, 

When the dew is falling

On the grass and flower?

When the stars are twinkling

Through the vapors dim, 

I think of my Creator,

And sing a song to him.