Spring Arrives
Lord give us pleasure in the changing season,
And let us not dwell on any reason
As the uncertain future filled with fear
And lessen hope in the spring of the year
Give us the courage to be as a child
Smelling the lilacs and running wild
Listening to meadowlarks beckon the sun
Over meadows where cool rivers run
Oh give us contentment in our lives today,
And let us not to the distant stray
As the fickle future always unknown
Hears only its own voice and tone
Oh give us the freedom to fly like a kite
To weave up, down, left or right
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