"Consider how the lilies grow: They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you,
not even Solomon in all his glory was adorned like one of these."
(Luke 12:27)
Hark, the lilies whisper
Tenderly and low,
"In our grace and beauty
See how fair we grow."
Thus our heav'nly Father
Cares for all below.
The lilies of the field,
The beautiful lilies of the field.
Your Father cares for them,
And shall He not care for you?
Hark, the roses speaking,
Telling all abroad
Their sweet, wondrous story,
Of the love of God,
In the Rose of Sharon
Jesus Christ the Lord,
The roses, how they bloom!
The beautiful roses, how they bloom!
Your Father cares for them,
And shall He not care for you?
Buttercups and daises,
And the violets sweet,
Flowers of field and garden-
All their voices meet;
And their Maker's praises
To our souls repeat.
They sing their Master's praise,
The beautiful flowers, how they sing!
Your Father cares for them,
And shall He not care for you?
Let us, then, be trustful,
Doubting not, although
Much of toil and trouble
Be our lot below.
Think upon the lilies
See how fair they grow.
The lilies of the field.
Your Father cares for them,
And shall He not care for you?
"Song Of The Lilies"
(1864)
J.A. Collier
(1828-1864)
American minister and hymn writer
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