Gather the Roadside Flowers

O! gather the roadside flowers,Though life be a thorny way;There spring at our feet,With fragrance sweet,Bright blossoms wherever we stray;Then gather the roadside flowers,O! gather the roadside flowers.

O! gather the roadside flowers,A word, a look, a smile;These all can give,'Tis the way to live,Our toils and our ills to beguile:Then gather the roadside flowers,O! gather the roadside flowers.

O! gather the roadside flowers,Of Hope, and Trust, and Love;Tend them with care,For fruit they bearIn the gardens of God above:Then gather the roadside flowers,O! gather the roadside flowers.

O! gather the roadside flowers,Not long may we linger here;For shining bands,With outstretched hands,Are calling in words of cheer—Come, gather our roadside flowers,Then gather the roadside flowers,O! gather the roadside flowers.