What a wondrous time is spring—
When all the trees are budding,
The birds begin to sing,
The flowers start their blooming;
That's how it is with God's love,
Once you've experienced it:
You want to sing, it's fresh life spring,
You want to pass it on.
I wish for you, my friend,
This happiness that I've found—
You can depend on Him,
It matters not where you're bound;
I'll shout it from the mountain top,
I want my world to know:
The Lord of love has come to me,
I want to pass it on.
It only takes a spark
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