Sunday, January 16, 2011

"Give," Said the Little Stream

I don't know why, but as a child, I always considered Fanny J. Crosby's "Give," Said the Little Stream to be my favorite Primary song. When I went to modify this song, I changed "For God and others live" to "For our Heav'nly Parent's live" putting "our" on the little sixteenth note that "it" falls on in the previous verse.

I've always wondered who the "others" in that phrase were. In the verse, since "God" is someone you worship, I always wondered if the "others" were people (perhaps Heavenly Mother?) on the same level. And then, in my not-so-serious moments, I have wondered if it refers to the dust bunnies under the bed.

“Give,” said the little stream,
“Give, oh! give, give, oh! give.”
“Give,” said the little stream,
As it hurried down the hill;
“I’m small, I know, but wherever I go
The fields grow greener still.”

“Give,” said the little rain,
“Give, oh! give, give, oh! give.”
“Give,” said the little rain,
As it fell upon the flow’rs;
“I’ll raise their drooping heads again,”
As it fell upon the flow’rs.

Give, then, as Jesus gives,
Give, oh! give, give, oh! give.
Give, then, as Jesus gives;
There is something all can give.
Do as the streams and blossoms do:
For our Heav'nly Parents live.

Singing, singing all the day,
“Give away, oh! give away.”
Singing, singing all the day,
“Give, oh! give away.”

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