The Sun­day school is my de­light,
O let us hast­en there, O let us hast­en there;
’Tis there we learn the way that’s right,
And hear the voice of pray­er,
And hear the voice of pray­er.

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O I love the Sun­day school,
O I love the Sun­day school,
So do I, so do I,
So do I, so do I, so do I,
O I love the Sun­day school.

When spring with many an op’n­ing flow­er
And bloss­om decks the ground,
And bloss­om decks the ground,
When sum­mer’s sun and gen­tle show
Spreads beau­ty all around,
Spreads beau­ty all around,

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And when the cold and chil­ly blast
Shall steal away the flow­ers,
Shall steal away the flow­ers,
When win­ter’s snow is fall­ing fast,
This joy shall still be ours,
This joy shall still be ours.

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Yes, if the sweet­est flow­ers abound,
Or earth is clothed in snow,
Or earth is clothed in snow,
In Sun­day school we will be found,
For there we love to go,
For there we love to go.

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