Just a touch of spring will do　　To resurrect my soul，　　As buds appear upon the trees　　And pewter skies turn blue.　　With every bluebird that I see，　　I say a little prayer，　　For Nature brings me to my knee　　Just knowing God is there！　　For every tulip， every bulb，　　I thank the Lord above，　　For every garden has become　　A rainbow of His love.　　Every blossom on every tree　　Is grand beyond compare.　　Yes， Nature brings me to my knee　　Just knowing God is there.