You know those days when you can't get a song out of your head you'd heard earlier on the radio. Every time you get a bit of silence you just keep on getting that catchy chorus jingling between your ears.
Well, imagine the song that keeps on playing isn't one you've just heard but is in fact one you can safely say you haven't heard since you were about nine or ten years old. That kind of happened to me last week. I don't know where it came from or why it did but I recalled a ditty we used to sing in school assembly: "Glad That I Live Am I".
I'm guessing I was having one of those really good days, where everything felt right with the world. We all have them, probably not often enough. But we all have them. And so it was the song just popped into my head and the words - that hadn't left me after all these years - seemed to make so much sense to me. It was a good day:
Glad that I live am I,
That the sky is blue.
Glad for the country lanes
And the fall of dew.
After the sun the rain,
After the rain the sun,
This is the way of life,
Til the work be done.
All that we need to do,
Be we low or high,
Is to see that we grow
Nearer the sky.
Well, imagine the song that keeps on playing isn't one you've just heard but is in fact one you can safely say you haven't heard since you were about nine or ten years old. That kind of happened to me last week. I don't know where it came from or why it did but I recalled a ditty we used to sing in school assembly: "Glad That I Live Am I".
I'm guessing I was having one of those really good days, where everything felt right with the world. We all have them, probably not often enough. But we all have them. And so it was the song just popped into my head and the words - that hadn't left me after all these years - seemed to make so much sense to me. It was a good day:
Glad that I live am I,
That the sky is blue.
Glad for the country lanes
And the fall of dew.
After the sun the rain,
After the rain the sun,
This is the way of life,
Til the work be done.
All that we need to do,
Be we low or high,
Is to see that we grow
Nearer the sky.
I hadn't thought about this song in about 60 years and found it mentioned in a novel I was reading and immediately recalled how I loved to sing it in assembly.It made you feel good!
ReplyDeletethis was one of my favourites in primary, still sing it to myself on occasion, glad to know that others remember it too
ReplyDeleteI have happy memories of this lovely, simple hymn too. It has stuck in my memory; I also loved 'Daisies are our Silver'.
DeleteGlad to hear that it's brought back great memories for others!
ReplyDeleteI too have very happy memories of this. I never realised it meant something to others! Thanks!
ReplyDeleteI used to think it was something to do with liver.
ReplyDeleteI loved this hymn. I thought it was most wonderful that all I that I needed to do.... was to see that I grew nearer the sky. Every year I was growing taller (nearer the sky), so I was happy that I must be doing something right. I didn't find out till years and years later that it really meant grow closer to God.
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