Come along for a talk
Or a sweet morning walk,
While the garden discloses
Its bright blushing roses,
At dawn of day.
But first to our King
Let us joyfully sing,
And praises be paying,
'Tis good to be praying
At dawn of day.
TIME TO ARISE.
[[Listen]]
Father and mother, 'tis time to arise,
Sun has arisen to brighten the skies;
Every bird is singing high;
Birds are glad, and so am I.
Merrily, merrily those in the tree,
Bluebird and robin are singing to me;
Round the window see them fly;
Birds are glad, and so am I.
Glad little robin, you never can know
Who is the Maker that fashion'd you so;
Yet you cannot weep or sigh;
Birds are glad, and so am I.
He who created the birds of the air,
Securely will keep me from trouble and care:
He has taught the birds to fly;
Birds are glad, and so am I.