There's a sun for the morning,
And a moon to shine at night;
Even when the moon is hiding,
All the stars still twinkle bright.

There is fruit in the orchard,
There is grain to bake the bread,
Through His bounty and His blessings,
God supplies our every need.

Through stormy days of winter,
Still the snowbirds all will sing;
They know that the blossoms
Will appear again in Spring.

Light and warmth, joy and beauty,
Come from God so high above;
And He gives us all these good gifts
From His heart so full of love.