I love God's tiny creatures
That wander wild and free,
The coral-coated lady-bird,
The velvet humming-bee;
Shy little flowers in hedge and dyke
That hide themselves away:
God paints them, though they are so small,
God makes them bright and gay.

Dear Father, who hast all things made,
And carest for them all,
There's none too great for thy great love,
Nor anything too small:
If thou canst spend such tender care
On things that grow so wild,
How wonderful thy love must be
For me, thy loving child.

Anonym

G. W. Briggs, 1875-1959