Scripture Verse

From the lips of children and infants You have ordained praise. Psalm 8:2


J. Lincoln Hall

Words: Lou­el­la Le­on­ard, in The Ser­vice of Praise, by J. Lin­coln Hall et al. (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Hall-Mack, 1900), num­ber 194.

Music: J. Lin­coln Hall (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Le­on­ard (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Hear the happy voices ringing,
All upraised in joyous song;
Gladsome notes to Heav’n are winging,
From the happy childish throng.
Sweet to hear God’s joyous children,
Praising Him, their heav’nly king;
He will ever keep them sheltered,
’Neath the shadow of His wing.


Ringing, ringing, ringing,
Hear the children’s happy voices ring;
Singing, singing, singing,
Hear the happy children singing,
Ringing, ringing, ringing,
Hear the happy childish throng;
Music sweet is sounding,
On the air resounding,
Listen to the joyous song.

Hark! the music sweet is sounding,
On the perfumed summer air;
From the woods and fields resounding,
Nature answers everywhere.
How the bright and happy faces,
Scatter sunshine on the way;
With their winsome, smiling graces,
On this joyous Children’s Day.


Flow’rs their pretty heads are bending,
In the gentle summer breeze;
Gold and crimson softly bending,
With the green and waving trees.
Streams are in the sunlight dancing,
Gliding swiftly on their way;
In their never ceasing motion,
Emblems of eternal day.