Pretty little flowers all in a row,
God gives them rain so they can grow;
He provides the sun so warm and bright,
So we can have beauty in our sight.

Pinks, red, blue and yellow,
Lovely colors to help us mellow;
God's gifts never come to an end,
It is His pleasure to always send.



Pretty little flowers all in a row,
Remind me, my God, I want to grow;
He is just but also love,
And He sends us joy from above.



He sent His Son to die for us,
So Satan can no longer make a fuss;
We can have eternal life,
Living God's way through the strife.

Repent of your sin and accept the Son,
So all of God's children can be one;
Watch the flowers in a row,
And let your love for God grow.