Birdsong (Lyrics)

The birds in the birches
Do sing merrily
Whistling together
A sweet melody

They ask not for riches
Nor silk finery
Ever-contently
Perched up in their tree

I sit inside my home so still
Elbows on the window-sill
Wond'ring at that far-off place
Beyond the window pane

The window it sits ajar
And I can hear the birds afar
And wherever my heart has gone
It goes at once to Thee

(D, Dmaj7)
(D, Dmaj7, Gmaj7, Dmaj7)