Patches Of Glory In Infinite Praise; Upon the Hillside Within The Meadow's Glade! Blooming In Abundance To Color The Fields Just Thus; A Springtime Flirtation That Touches All Of Us! Millions Of Perfumes Intermingled With Air; Circles Our Noses, Permeate Our Hair! Showing The Flowers That Bloom Close To May; Fields Of Glory Both Colorful and Gay! Kneeling In This Meadow You Silently Pray! For God Loves The Beauty He Created This Day, and Will Hear You Forever, Wherever You Praise! If You Do Not Take Time For Yourself; No One Else Will Either!