Lord, as I sit here and dream,
I think of flowers; I think of birds;
I think of the newness of spring,
I think of the promise of Your Word.

I'm hungry for Your signs of spring,
You show me there's new life;
The colors that You paint on earth,
Give relief from daily strife.

With spring comes unbelievable joy,
As the sun shares its light;
And with it comes the Easter season,
When Jesus made all things right.

Tulips and Jonquils show their faces,
Birds return from the south;
Temperatures warm and breezes blow,
News is spread by word of mouth.