Buttercup Gold, and other stories by Ellen Robena Field
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Easter Carol The world is filled with gladness; The bells of Easter ring; Each pure white lily's waking, To welcome infant spring. Chorus. Oh, dear little children, listen, And hear what the glad bells say! The sweetest chime they ever rang-- "Our Lord is risen to-day!" II. Birds are flying across the sky; Their songs ring through the air; They carol of the Father's love He shows us everywhere. Chorus. Oh, dear little children, listen, And hear what the birdlings say! The sweetest song they ever sang-- "Our Lord is risen to-day!" |
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