CH1941, Hymn #421

Verse 1
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings;
He made their glowing colors,
He made their tiny wings.

Verse 2
The purple-headed mountain
The river running by,
The sunset, and the morning
That brighten up the sky.

Verse 3
The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them, every one.

Verse 4
He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
Who has made all things well.