I stood upon a little hill,
the air it smelled so sweet,
and blankets of tiny flowers grew
like a blanket spread at my feet.
I stooped to pick a small bouquet
to bring and give to my truest love,
and realized that each little flower
sang a song of praise to God above!
I could not hear the lovely tune,
until I stooped down low,
and once I heard it, I joined right in,
for the joy that I now know!
The flower field is my day,
the hill the morning-time
the path ahead strewn with sweet blessings
Could all of this be mine?
I danced for joy in my field of flowers,
picking up bouquets and blessings anew,
and all of this sheer joy and happiness
came because God gave me you!!
How can each day get better and better?
How can love get more deep and true;
a wonder from God, this 'abundant life'
and oh, how much I LOVE YOU!!!
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