Cascades roaring
In their might,—
Waters pouring
From the height,—
Wildly bounding
On their way,—
Loud resounding,
Seem to say,—
See us toiling,
As we glide;—
Hear us boiling,
Far and wide.
We are living,
Not in vain,—
We are giving
Back again
Plenteous rain-drops
To the sun,
As it cheers us
While we run.
Rising, leaping,
Over hills,—
We are keeping
Yonder mills
Swiftly going
Round and round;
Onward flowing,
We are found.
Useful ever,
As we go;
Silent never.
Do you know
We are teaching
You to-day;
Hear our preaching.
Children, stay!
Learn a lesson
Of the river;
Yield your hearts
To God, their giver.