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Show April I When April's here we often think ' of birds and bees and flowers; 1 Of bright green grass and Easter eggs and lots of soft spring showers; ' Of little girls in bright new dresses, of boys in trouser and vest; Of Moms and dads and grandparents too, 1 all dressed up in their best. . But April means much more than that, ' at least it does to me. A time to think and realize of what life's meant to be. A man alone who died for me that I with you might see The truth and glory of the way ' to immortality. He cried for me. He died for me. He freed me from all sin. , He showed me how my life to live , that true life I might win. If I can but obey His word , and live His gospel pure, , Then when this mortal life is past I'll live with Him once more. 1 Yes, April is a lovely month , with beauty all around, Not only for the eyes alone, , but what the soul has found. . A new born babe in swaddling clothes a lying in the hay; Who later gave His life for us While showing us the way. . Ned Johnson |