Classic Poem

It was my heavenly Father's love
Brought every being forth:
He made the shining worlds above,
And every thing on earth;—

Each lovely flower, the smallest fly,
The sea, the waterfall,
The bright green fields, the clear blue sky;—
'T is God that made them all.

He gave me all my friends, and taught
My heart to love them well;
And he bestowed the power of thought,
And speech, my thoughts to tell.

My father and my mother dear,—
He is their Father too:
He bids me all their precepts hear,
And all they teach me, do.

God sees and hears me all the day,
And 'mid the darkest night:
He views me when I disobey,
And when I act aright.

He guards me with a parent's care,
When I am all alone:
My hymn of praise, my humble prayer,
He hears them every one.

God hears what I am saying now:
O! what a wond'rous thought!
My heavenly Father, teach me how
To love thee as I ought.