You blossom like a flower So fair and pure and whole I gaze at you and sadness Steals into my soul I feel I should be laying my hands Upon your hair Pray in that God may preserve you so whole and pure and fair You blossom like a flower So fair and pure and whole I gaze at you and sadness Steals into my soul I feel I should be laying my hands Upon your hair Pray in that God may preserve you so whole and pure and fair I feel I should be laying my hands Upon your hair Pray in that God may preserve you so whole and pure and fair