1 The birds in sweet chorus are singing away,
And happy are we on our festival day;
Around us are blooming the beautiful flow’rs,
But sweeter the praises that hallow these hours.

Refrain:
We’re singing a song that is joyful and free;
No bird in the forest so happy as we;
The children can sing
Of Jesus their King,
And so we are keeping the glad jubilee.

2 We sing of the blessings that brighten the year,
His numberless mercies like sunbeams appear;
As fresh as the dew-drops that sparkle at morn,
The tokens of love that our pathway adorn. [Refrain]

3 We know that our Father hath led hitherto,
We go on our journey with courage anew;
There’s joy in our hearts as we’re marching along,
His love is the theme of our festival song. [Refrain]