I bless the Summertime (Nature Hymn)

1.

 

I bless each bright green blade of grass

and leaf of jade upon the trees

and when it whispers gently past;

I bless the soft, warm Summer breeze.

 

2.

 

I bless each bird that brightly sings;

each thrush and blackbird, wren and lark;

their songs give my soul golden wings

to fly; to soar above the dark.

 

Chorus:

 

I bless the splendorous

Summer days;

bright days of peace and joy.

When Summer comes, I feel, always,

like I’m a little boy.

 

I feel the Spirit of my youth;

returning like a swift

that flies home to familiar roofs.

That’s Summer’s golden gift.

 

3.

 

I bless the light the Sun bestows

on all with its warm gentle kiss

and every flower; each blooming rose

whose beauty lifts my heart to bliss.

 

4.

 

I even bless the humble bees

that busily, round flowers, buzz;

the ladybird upon my knee

though I’m not sure quite what she does.

 

 

Chorus:

 

I bless the splendorous

Summer days;

bright days of peace and joy.

When Summer comes, I feel, always,

like I’m a little boy.

 

I feel the Spirit of my youth;

returning like a swift

that flies home to familiar roofs.

That’s Summer’s golden gift.