LEISURE
I thank the Lord that I have timeFor things that pay no dividends,For song and book and sunset gleamAnd sweet companionship of friends.The song may be some simple theme,The book some poet’s dreamy rimeFor those who dare to pause and dream—I thank the Lord that I have time.I thank the Lord that I have timeTo stop a moment by the wayTo kiss the scented lips of flowersAnd hear the voice of songbirds gay.The lark announces morning hours,Around my door the roses climb,And Nature lures me to her bowers—I thank the Lord that I have time.I thank the Lord that I have timeTo pause beside some other soulWho falters by my poor abodeUpon the path to greater goal.If I can help him on his road,Can aid his weary feet to climb,If I can ease him of his load,I thank the Lord that I have time.I thank the Lord that I have timeFor humbler joys and humbler things.I thank the Lord for lips that smile,I thank the Lord for heart that sings.If I in life’s uncertain whileWith word or song or cheery rimeCan light some pilgrim’s dreary mile,I thank the Lord that I have time.
I thank the Lord that I have timeFor things that pay no dividends,For song and book and sunset gleamAnd sweet companionship of friends.The song may be some simple theme,The book some poet’s dreamy rimeFor those who dare to pause and dream—I thank the Lord that I have time.I thank the Lord that I have timeTo stop a moment by the wayTo kiss the scented lips of flowersAnd hear the voice of songbirds gay.The lark announces morning hours,Around my door the roses climb,And Nature lures me to her bowers—I thank the Lord that I have time.I thank the Lord that I have timeTo pause beside some other soulWho falters by my poor abodeUpon the path to greater goal.If I can help him on his road,Can aid his weary feet to climb,If I can ease him of his load,I thank the Lord that I have time.I thank the Lord that I have timeFor humbler joys and humbler things.I thank the Lord for lips that smile,I thank the Lord for heart that sings.If I in life’s uncertain whileWith word or song or cheery rimeCan light some pilgrim’s dreary mile,I thank the Lord that I have time.
I thank the Lord that I have timeFor things that pay no dividends,For song and book and sunset gleamAnd sweet companionship of friends.The song may be some simple theme,The book some poet’s dreamy rimeFor those who dare to pause and dream—I thank the Lord that I have time.
I thank the Lord that I have time
For things that pay no dividends,
For song and book and sunset gleam
And sweet companionship of friends.
The song may be some simple theme,
The book some poet’s dreamy rime
For those who dare to pause and dream—
I thank the Lord that I have time.
I thank the Lord that I have timeTo stop a moment by the wayTo kiss the scented lips of flowersAnd hear the voice of songbirds gay.The lark announces morning hours,Around my door the roses climb,And Nature lures me to her bowers—I thank the Lord that I have time.
I thank the Lord that I have time
To stop a moment by the way
To kiss the scented lips of flowers
And hear the voice of songbirds gay.
The lark announces morning hours,
Around my door the roses climb,
And Nature lures me to her bowers—
I thank the Lord that I have time.
I thank the Lord that I have timeTo pause beside some other soulWho falters by my poor abodeUpon the path to greater goal.If I can help him on his road,Can aid his weary feet to climb,If I can ease him of his load,I thank the Lord that I have time.
I thank the Lord that I have time
To pause beside some other soul
Who falters by my poor abode
Upon the path to greater goal.
If I can help him on his road,
Can aid his weary feet to climb,
If I can ease him of his load,
I thank the Lord that I have time.
I thank the Lord that I have timeFor humbler joys and humbler things.I thank the Lord for lips that smile,I thank the Lord for heart that sings.If I in life’s uncertain whileWith word or song or cheery rimeCan light some pilgrim’s dreary mile,I thank the Lord that I have time.
I thank the Lord that I have time
For humbler joys and humbler things.
I thank the Lord for lips that smile,
I thank the Lord for heart that sings.
If I in life’s uncertain while
With word or song or cheery rime
Can light some pilgrim’s dreary mile,
I thank the Lord that I have time.