What do we owe God? You ask. Suppose he sent his bill.
One hundred thousand dollars, For the Sun upon the hill; Two thousand For the little brook that runs along the way; Five thousand for the nighttime And Five thousand for the day; Six thousand for the little birds; That trill and chirp and sing; Six hundred thousand For the tiny flowers; That tell us that it’s spring; One million for the baby girl, To your heart so very dear; Another million for the precious boy; God’s given you to rear. These are the bills which we Every one of every kind forget. If God should charge you what you owe, You’d always be in debt.