26. Childhood, like a bubble fair

1 Childhood, like a bubble fair,
Floating on the fresh, pure air,
Turning hither, speeding on,
Wafted by a breath that's gone;
Catching sunbeams as they fly,
Scatt'ring them on passers by;
Little one, so full of glee,
Know this, "Thou God, seest me!"

2 When bright flowers bloom around,
When no stinging thorn is found,
When the sunbeam's radiant light
Renders all things round thee bright,
When thy path is smooth and clear,
Naught is seen to cause thee fear;
Let all things from sorrow free,
Whisper, "Thou God, seest me!"

3 When temptation bids thee stray,
In coming years from God's straight way;
Lures thee on with brilliant scenes,
Pictures all in brightest dreams;
Lulls thee with its silent power,
Weakens thee for conflict's hour;
Heed it not, 'twill ruin thee--
Think then, "Thou God, seest me!"

4 When perplexed and tossed about,
Fears within and foes without;
When dark clouds of sorrow spread,
Lightnings flash above thy head,
Bravely battle 'gainst the storm,
Keep the right, and naught can harm;
E'er let this thy motto be,
Surely, "Thou God, seest me!"

Text Information
First Line: Childhood, like a bubble fair
Author: Miss S. C. Niell (poetry by)
Language: English
Publication Date: 1871
Tune Information
Name: THOU GOD SEEST ME
Composer: H. M. Teasdale
Meter: 7s
Key: C Major



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