Come along ...

dance for the day

sing for the song

Give praise the Son rises

The weaving of the waves

The heaving of the tides

Like a God of purity

alone He knows

The ways of mice and men

In the begginning and the 

end

of days

To the eternal shining of 

His face

He does not hide

For He smiles on all His 

children good , bad or wild

.