And eyes that I might see.
I love the holy Sabbath-day,
So peaceful, calm, and still;
And oh, I love to go to church
And learn my Maker’s will!
HAPPY CHILDHOOD
Over field and meadow,
Where the daisies grow,
Up and down I wander,
And eyes that I might see.
I love the holy Sabbath-day,
So peaceful, calm, and still;
And oh, I love to go to church
And learn my Maker’s will!
HAPPY CHILDHOOD
Over field and meadow,
Where the daisies grow,
Up and down I wander,