Each little flower that opens, 
Each little bird that sings, 
God made their glowing colors, 
And made their tiny wings. 

The purple headed mountains, 
The river running by 
The sunset and the morning 
That brightens up the sky.  

The cold wind in the winter, 
The pleasant summer sun, 
The ripe fruits in the garden: 
God made them every one, 

God gave us eyes to see them, 
And lips that we might tell 
How great is God Almighty. 
Who doeth all things well.