These gentle creatures feeding
Upon a woodland hill,
Are happy and contented
Where all is wild and still.
The God of all creation,
Who marks the sparrow’s fall
Is One who never slumbers,
But watches over all.
He sends the rain and sunshine
To every creature here;
He gives them food and shelter,
And all that life holds dear.
But there’s one gift, dear reader,
That Man alone can claim,—
The gift of life eternal
Through faith in Jesus’ Name.
For man alone possesses
A never-dying soul—
A soul that keeps on living
While endless ages roll.
The soul of man by nature
Is sinful and defiled,—
To save itself, as helpless
As any infant child.
But God Himself has given
His well-beloved Son,
A sacrifice most holy,
To cleanse the guilty one.
Believe in Him, dear reader,
Accept this gift divine,
For on His blood relying,
Salvation must be thine.
ML 08/22/1943