In the breeze, in the breeze
I think that they are saying
Jesus cares for me
The little birds are singing
Soft and sweet, soft and sweet
I think that they are saying
Jesus cares for me
The pretty flowers are nodding
In the breeze, in the breeze
I think that they are saying
Jesus cares for me
The butterflies are flying
Here and there, here and there
I think that they are saying
Jesus cares for me
The little cats are purring
softly, softly
I think that they are saying
Jesus cares for me
The little dogs are playing
Neath the trees, neath the trees
I think that they are saying
Jesus cares for me
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