Just so, my God sends His loving Son
And all His gifts to everyone.
Flowing down around our heads
But, we must stop a while, instead
Of moving on with scarce a glance
At the joyful water's dance.
You cannot hear its music fine
If you're so afraid of the one behind
That you hurry on to another place
While the peace and joy falls on the face
Of the one who stopped to hear the call
Of the tinkling, dancing waterfall.