Who showed the little ant the way
Her narrow hole to bore,
And spend the pleasant summer day
In laying up her store?
The sparrow builds her pretty nest
Of wool, and hay, and moss;
Who told her how to build it best,
And lay the twigs across?
Who taught the busy bee to fly
Among the sweetest flowers,
And lay his store of honey by,
To eat in winter hours?
'Twas God who showed them all the way,
And gave them all their skill;
He teaches children, if they pray,
To do his holy will.