Just a touch of spring will do

　　To resurrect my soul，

　　As buds appear upon the trees

　　And pewter skies turn blue.

　　With every bluebird that I see，

　　I say a little prayer，

　　For Nature brings me to my knee

　　Just knowing God is there！

　　For every tulip， every bulb，

　　I thank the Lord above，

　　For every garden has become

　　A rainbow of His love.

　　Every blossom on every tree

　　Is grand beyond compare.

　　Yes， Nature brings me to my knee

　　Just knowing God is there.