Lyrics

Whenever I hear the song of a bird

Or look at a blue, blue sky,

Whenever I feel the rain on my face

Or the wind as it rushes by,

Whenever I touch a velvet rose

Or walk by a lilac tree,

I'm glad that I live in this beautiful world

Heav'nly Father created for me.

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He gave me my eyes that I might see

The colorful butterfly wings.

He gave me my ears that I might hear

The magical sound of things.

He gave me my life, my mind, my heart:

I thank him reverently

For all his creations, of which I'm a part.

Yes, I know Heav'nly Father loves me.

Yes, I know, 

Yes, I know my Heav'nly Father loves me.

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Written by Clara W. McMaster

1904–1997. © 1961 IRI. Arr. © 1989 IRI