Thank God For Little Children, Bright Flowers By Earth'S Wayside, The Dancing, Joyous Lifeboats Upon Life'S Stormy Tide. Thank God For Little Children; When Our Skies Are Cold And Gray, They Come As Sunshine To Our Hearts, And Charm Our Cares Away. I Almost Think The Angels, Who Tend Life'S Garden Fair, Drop Down The Sweet Wild Blossoms That Bloom Around Us Here. It Seems A Breath Of Heaven Round Many A Cradle Lies, And Every Little Baby Brings A Message From The Skies. Dear Mothers, Guard These Jewels. As Sacred Offerings Meet, A Wealth Of Household Treasures To Lay At Jesus' Feet.