The heart of the wise teacheth his mouth, and addeth learning to his lips. Proverbs 16:23
Words: Fanny Crosby, 1901.
Music: Central Park Victor H. Benke (🔊 pdf nwc).
Our Sunday school, our Sunday school
Is like a garden fair,
Where buds of promise grow and thrive
Beneath our Savior’s care.
And while within these happy walls
We gather now to pray,
Be this the burden of our prayer:
God bless our school today.
To Jesus let us give our hearts,
In childhood’s early spring,
And then, with true believing faith,
We all His love may sing.
To Jesus let us give our lives,
And serve Him with delight,
Before the summer days are gone,
And autumn takes its flight.
God bless our school from year to year,
And crown it with His love,
Till, one by one, He calls us home,
To dwell with Him above.