Walk in the beau­ti­ful sun­shine,
Smiling so cheer­ful and bright,
Chasing the mist from the mount­ain,
Flooding the world with its light.
Hark! the sweet voice of the Mas­ter
Whispers in ac­cents di­vine,
Take thou no thought for the mor­row,
Only the present is thine.

Refrain

Walk in the beau­ti­ful sun­shine,
Smiling so cheer­ful and bright,
Chasing the mist from the mount­ain,
Flooding the world with its light.

Walk in the beau­ti­ful sun­shine,
Falling in waves from the skies,
Gilding the streams and the val­leys,
Scattering the sha­dows that rise.
Hear the sweet voice of the Spi­rit
Softly and ten­der­ly say,
Trust for what may be to­mor­row,
Live in the joy of tod­ay.

Refrain

Walk in the beau­ti­ful sun­shine,
Jesus thy foot­steps will guide;
While thou art safe in His keep­ing,
Evil can ne­ver be­tide.
Hear the sweet voice of His mer­cy
Kindly and lov­ing­ly say,
God will take care of the mor­row,
Be thou con­tent with to­day.

Refrain