God speaks to us in bird and song

God speaks to us in bird and song,
in winds that drift the clouds along,
above the din and toil of wrong,
a melody of love.

God speaks to us in far and near,
in peace of home and friends most dear,
from faded past and present clear,
a melody of love.

God speaks to us in darkest night,
by quiet ways through mornings bright,
when shadows fall with evening light,
a melody of love.

O Voice divine, speak unto me,
beyond the earth, beyond the sea,
and let me echo joyfully
a melody of love.