If I were a Sunbeam

"If I were a Sunbeam,

I know what I'd do;

I would seek white lilies,

Roaming woodlands through.

I would steal among them,

Softest light I'd shed,

Until every lily 

October memory work for Mary!

Raised its drooping head.

"If I were a Sunbeam,

I know where I'd go;

Into lowly hovels,

Dark with want and woe;

Till sad hearts looked upward,

I would shine and shine;

Then they'd think of heaven,

Their sweet home and mine."

Are you not a Sunbeam,

Child, whose life is glad

With an inner brightness

Sunshine never had?

Oh, as God has blessed you, 

Scatter light divine!

For there is no sunbeam

But must die or shine.