by Helen Steiner Rice
God, give us eyes to see
the beauty of the Spring,
And to behold Your majesty
in every living thing.
And may we see in lacy leaves
and every budding flower
The Hand that rules the universe
with gentleness and power.
And may this Easter grandeur
that Spring lavishly imparts
Awaken faded flowers of faith
Luing dormant in our hearts.
And give us ears to hear, dear God
the Springtime song of birds
With messages more meaningful
than man's often empty words.
Telling harried human beings
who are lost in dark despair
'Be like us and do not worry
for God has you in his care.'