Our God Is in the Sunshine Gay

Our God is in the sun­shine gay

And in the dark­en­ing shade;

His pre­sence crowns the mount­ain height

And fills the si­lent glade.

His pow­er is in the ris­ing mist

And in the fall­ing rain;

His life is in the spring-time seed

And in the rip­en­ing grain.

The tiny flow­ers lift their heads

And smile in­to His face;

All beau­ty is His ho­ly gift

All ex­cel­lence His grace.

Religion is but peace with Him

His peace in mer­cy giv­en;

All strife with Him is sin and death

And har­mo­ny is heav­en.