The smell of pine needles, a breath of fresh air;
the touch of a newborn babe, these things were given to share.

The softness of lamb's wool, the clouds in a painted sky;
the fields covered with clover, these things we cannot buy.

Oh! The wondrous world we live in, for us God has dressed;
given to enjoy its natural pleasures, when we're not so burdened and 

Why do we find it so hard, when He has made a way;
it really is rather easy, if we would only take time to pray.


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