REJOICING

Flowers on a hillside
Misty morning dew,
Waking with a happy heart
Rejoicing over you.

Your love makes the flowers grow
And diamonds of the dew,
It makes me wake with a happy heart,
Rejoicing over you.

Without you the fields are bare
The dew falls like crashing rain,
My heart is a lonely place,
Filled with untold pain.

You have come to me my Love,
You've made the fields fill again,
Again the dew forms silently
Upon my window pane.

Let us walk through the flowers,
And collect diamonds in the dew,
And I'll wake with happy heart,
Rejoicing over you.