The Country Faith
Here in the country’s heartWhere the grass is green,Life is the same sweet lifeAs it e’er hath beenTrust in a God still lives,And the bell at mornFloats with a thought of GodO’er the rising corn.God comes down in the rain,And the crop grows tall—This is the country faith,And the best of all.
Here in the country’s heartWhere the grass is green,Life is the same sweet lifeAs it e’er hath beenTrust in a God still lives,And the bell at mornFloats with a thought of GodO’er the rising corn.God comes down in the rain,And the crop grows tall—This is the country faith,And the best of all.
Here in the country’s heartWhere the grass is green,Life is the same sweet lifeAs it e’er hath been
Here in the country’s heart
Where the grass is green,
Life is the same sweet life
As it e’er hath been
Trust in a God still lives,And the bell at mornFloats with a thought of GodO’er the rising corn.
Trust in a God still lives,
And the bell at morn
Floats with a thought of God
O’er the rising corn.
God comes down in the rain,And the crop grows tall—This is the country faith,And the best of all.
God comes down in the rain,
And the crop grows tall—
This is the country faith,
And the best of all.
Norman Gale.