Dear thoughts
are my mind
And my soul it
soars enchanted
As I hear the
sweet lark sing
In the clear
air of the day
I will tell him
all my love
All my soul s
pure adoration
And I know he
will hear my voice
And he will not
answer me nay
It is this that
gives my soul
All it s joyous elation
As I hear the
sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day
I will tell him all my love
All my soul s
pure adoration
And I know he
will hear my voice
And he will not
answer me nay
It is this that
gives my soul
All it s joyous elation
As I hear the
sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day