Then as He leaned from His heaven above,
God made them strong as His greatest gift -- LOVE!

God made the mountains -- we wonder at these --
God made the splendor of sunsets and trees;
God made vast mines where a world's wealth is piled,
Then God made the hands of a baby -- and smiled!




ALL ALONG THE BROAD HIGHWAY

All along the broad highway the little dreams were
growing,
White as hope, and red as life, and bluer than the
sea --
All along the broad highway I felt their petals
blowing,
Like a storm of fragrant snow across the lips of
me!
So I danced with joyous heart, and bent above them
singing.
So I skipped along the road and smiled into the
skies;
ALL ALONG THE BROAD HIGHWAY THE LITTLE DREAMS WERE
SPRINGING,
FRAGRANT AS THE DEW OF STARS AND GLAD AS BUTTERFLIES!

All along the broad highway I danced and sang unheeding,