Count the little drops of water
That within the ocean lie;
Count the many stars that twinkle,
As you look into the sky;
Count the sands within the desert,
And upon the ocean shore;
Count the moments of your life-time
Gone, but to return no more.
Count the leaves within the forest,
And the tiny flakes of snow;
Count the blades of grass in summer,
And the shining drops of dew.
Count the tears of all the millions
In so many lands have shed;
Count the stones in all the graveyards
Telling where they’ve placed the dead.
Count the birds that soar above us,
And the atoms in the air;
Count the many, many blossoms
Giving fragrance everywhere.
When your counting all is done—
ETERNITY has scarce begun.
Children, say! where will you be
During all ETERNITY?