1. We'll go to the field for some flowers,
The meadows are verdant and gay.
How fragrant they are since the showers.
How bright and how lovely the day.
2. But who made the pretty green trees ?
And who made the beautiful flowers ?
Who sweetens with roses the breeze ?
Who makes them all fresh with the showers ?
3. 'Tis our Heavenly Father above,
Who makes every thing that we see.
And who with compassion and love
Regards such young children as we.