In love and beauty flowing !
It sings its way in joy and might
The gift of heaven bestowing.
A song, a song for water fair,
As pure and free as mountain air !
A song, a song for water fair,
As pure and free as mountain air !
2 There's balm in every sparkling drop,
In every wave there's pleasure ;
In diamond spray it leaps away,
A lovely boon and treasure.
3 It nerves the hand to deeds of might ;
It wakes the heart to gladness ;
It breathes a psalm of pure delight,
And charms us all from sadness.
4 From every vale and glade and hill
It speaks of nature's kindness !
Oh, may we heed the lessons still,
Nor shun it in our blindness !