Show IN BLOSSOM TIME BY INA DONNA COOLBBITU Its O my heart my heart To be out in the sun and sing To sing and shout in the fields about In the balm and the blossoming Sing loud O bird in the tree 0 bird sing loud in the sky And honeybees blacken the clover seas There are none of you glad as I The leaves lau h low in the wind Laugh low with the wind at play And the odorous call of the flowers M Entices my soul away For O but the world is fair is fair And O but the world is sweet I will out in the gold of the blossoming mold And sit at the Masters feet And the love my heart would speak 1 will fold in the lilvs rim That the lips of the blossom more pure and meek May offer it up to Him Then sing in the hedgerow green O thrush O skylark sing in the blue Sing loud sing clear that the King may hear And my soul shall sing with you |