The Lord God Made Them All

My lone echinacea
 Each little flow’r that opens wide,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors, 
He made their tiny wings.
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful:
The Lord God made them all.
(Cecil F. Alexander)

Echos from this (and many other) Sunday school songs of long ago
play in my head this morning. 
We had many of these songs on 45 rpm records in our home, too.
I'm SO thankful for every one of them--
and every teacher and adult who took the time to teach me.
I remember much of what I learned in song fifty-five years ago.

What songs/choruses do YOU remember from your childhood Sunday school days?


  1. How wonderful that we store the best of our childhood reminisces. We didn't have Sunday school when I was little, though I did attend a church school. There I learned all the old hymns, and even today "Beautiful Savior" is one of my favs.

    Also, when I saw your echinacea photo, I was stunned at how lovely is the flower. I had no idea.

  2. I like this song and remember it well. Other favorites are This Is My Father's World...and The Birdies In the Treetops (which was our daughter's favorite song)

  3. I sadly do not remember any songs from Sunday School.....for I hardly ever went. I was not brought up in a home that loved the Lord.
    I am now a Sunday School teacher! I find and sing and use as many songs as I can. I put tunes to little poems and verses. I teach the girls old songs........many many songs. I make some up.............change some around........they're all over the wall of the class room.
    My most recent made up song is this:

    I'll be your hands and feet
    I'll be your hands and feet
    I'll be your hands and feet
    because I love you MOTHER!

    I'll run for this and that
    I'll run for this and that
    I'll run for this and that
    Because I love you mother!

    (Farmer in the Dell)

    Singing is my favorite part of teaching. I hope all the little girls that I have taught remember:

    go to the ant thou sluggard
    consider her ways and be wise........


    Never grow a wish-bone daughter
    where your backbone ought to be.....
    and why take ye thought for your raiment?


    I'm a delightful daughter
    I OBEY
    I do my jobs most every day
    when my parents ask me to help out
    SASS will never
    spout !!

    (I"m a little teapot)

  4. Deep and Wide...The Lord's Army....If You're Happy and You Know It...Jesus Loves the Little Children...and as soon as I publish this comment I'll think of more!!! ;-) Sweet memories!!!

  5. How wonderful that these verses are part of your childhood. I wasn't raised in a Christian home. I answered His knock 20 years ago, and now (praise Him!) my enire extended family has come to faith with the recent baptism of my baby brother! Now he is strongly leading his family! So, I do love all of these childhood songs. They bring back wonderful memories of my CHILDREN'S childhood in faith!!

    Blessings, Debbie

  6. Kind of a strange story here. We moved back and forth from Illinois to California every year that I was growing up. We never settled anywhere until mom divorced my dad when I was 12 so I never was exposed to church unless we were visiting my uncle once in a while. He was a Reverend of a Lutheran church in Matteson Illinois for many years.
    If my mom took me to Sunday school. I don't remember! Love Di ♥

  7. Deep and Wide and Jesus Loves Me are the ones
    I remember most. Sweet memories indeed.

  8. Jesus loves me, this I know. Plain and simple truth, isn't it?

  9. Morning Rebecca,
    I love that poem you started out with, it is so neat! Is it a song as well???
    I remember the B i b l e, yes that's the book for me, I stand alone on the word of God the B i b l e, and like Sarah, Jesus loves me, and like Sandy Deep and Wide.
    Your echinacea is very pretty. Love the color.
    Hope you are having a good week, sweet friend,
    Love and Blessings, Nellie


Writing a Song a Week #3

Writing a Song a Week #3
♪ I wait for the Lord; my soul waits and in his word I hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning ♪ (Psalm 130:5-6)