Take me to where the Lilacs grow
It is March cold with melted snow
I long to see the tips of green
And melt my soul from the winter freeze
Who made the Lilac so petite and lovely?
The purple so fresh peak out from the leaves
With blossoms of grandness and glory
Blessing nature with beautiful love
Oh how I long for lawns & fields alive with green
The tulips & hyacinth their beauty anew
Nature ready to be set free
The beauty of God for everyone to see
The roads illuminated with wildflower romance
Rivals the golden palace a king does view
The love of our Father on precious display
Gives us the strength to spread the Good News
I know no way to celebrate the blooms
To give praise to God for dispelling the gloom
God gives us his best, a creation shrine
So we can worship the Lord in nature Divine!
