All the happy children, gladly join our song,
Rising to the Father, in a chorus strong.
Birds are brightly singing, leaves are opening wide,
Flower bells are ringing forth on every side.

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All the happy children, gladly join our song,
Rising to the Father, in a chorus strong.

See the sky above us, spread so warm and blue,
So God’s love is reaching over me and you.
Father, dear we thank Thee for long summer days,
For the birds and flowers, for the grassy ways.

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All the happy children thank Thee, Father dear,
For this day for children out of all the year.
We will still remember we are Thine alone;
He Who made the summer made us every one.

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Praise ye Jehovah, praise the Lord most holy,
Who cheers the contrite, girds with strength the weak;
Praise Him Who will with glory crown the lowly,
And with salvation beautify the meek.

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Praise Him for His constant care,
His ever present love;
Praise Him, for He hears our prayer,
And answers from above.
Praise God the Father, praise the ever blessèd Son,
Praise God the Spirit, praise the Three in One.

Praise ye the Lord for all His loving kindness,
And all the tender mercies He hath shown;
Praise Him Who pardons all our sin and blindness,
And calls us sons, and takes us for His own.

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Praise ye Jehovah! source of every blessing—
Before His gifts earth’s richest boons are dim;
Resting in Him, His peace and joy possessing,
All things are ours, for we have all in Him.

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Praise ye the Father! God the Lord Who gave us,
With full and perfect love His only Son;
Praise ye the Son Who died Himself to save us!
Praise ye the Spirit! praise the Three in One!

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Oh, the weary night is waning,
And the clouds are rolling by;
See, the long expected morning
Now is dawning in the sky;
When from Zion’s lofty mountain
We shall hear the watchmen cry,
And rejoicing we shall gather
When the King shall come.

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O Zion! O Zion!
Great will be Thy triumph
When the King shall come;
O Zion! O Zion!
Thou shalt be exalted
When the King shall come.

When the ransomed of Jehovah,
From the East and from the West,
Shall return with joy and gladness,
To receive the promised rest—
Then shall every tribe and nation
Out of every land be blessed,
And rejoicing they shall gather
When the King shall come.

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May He find us, when He cometh,
Faithful watchers, day and night,
At our royal post of duty,
With our armor shining bright;
May our lamps be trimmed and burning
With a clear and steady light,
That rejoicing we may gather
When the King shall come.

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