And the thunders roar,
Never will I feel alarm;
God can shield me from all harm
In the sunshine or the storm:
Him will I adore.
SUMMER-TIME
I love the cheerful summer-time,
With all its birds and flowers,
Its shining garments green and smooth,
And the thunders roar,
Never will I feel alarm;
God can shield me from all harm
In the sunshine or the storm:
Him will I adore.
SUMMER-TIME
I love the cheerful summer-time,
With all its birds and flowers,
Its shining garments green and smooth,