Lesson:

By Sarah Roberts





1. Here I come, creeping, creeping, everywhere;


By the dusty roadside,


On the sunny hillside,


Close by the noisy brook,


In every shady nook,


I come creeping, creeping, everywhere.





2. Here I come, creeping, creeping everywhere;


All round the open door,


Where sit the aged poor,


Here where the children play,


In the bright and merry May,


I come creeping, creeping, everywhere.





3. Here I come, creeping, creeping, everywhere;


You can not see me coming,


Nor hear my low, sweet humming,


For in the starry night,


And the glad morning light,


I come, quietly creeping, everywhere.





4. Here I come, creeping, creeping, everywhere,


More welcome than the flowers,


In summer's pleasant hours;


The gentle cow is glad,


And the merry birds not sad,


To see me creeping, creeping, everywhere.





5. Here I come, creeping, creeping, everywhere;


When you're numbered with the dead,


In your still and narrow bed,


In the happy spring I'll come,


And deck your narrow home,


Creeping, silently creeping, everywhere.





6. Here I come, creeping, creeping, everywhere;


My humble song of praise,


Most gratefully I raise,


To Him at whose command


I beautify the land,


Creeping, silently creeping, everywhere.