I love this world so beautiful,
I love the flowers and trees;
I love the softly murmuring brook,
I love the cooling breeze;
I love the birds that sing so sweet,
I love the gentle shower;
I love the little twinkling star,
I love the twilight hour:
I love my Saviour best of all,
I love to sing His praise;
I love to listen to His call,
"Dear children, seek My face;"
I love to hear of heaven, my home,
Where all is bright and fair;
I love to think the time will come
When I may enter there.