| Jesus loves the little children |
| All the children of the world |
| Pretty yellow, black and white |
| They are precious in his sight |
| Jesus loves the little children of the world |
| Everything is beautiful in it’s own way |
| Like a starry summer night |
| On a snow covered winter’s day |
| And everybody’s beautiful in an own way |
| Under God’s Heaven |
| The world’s gonna find the way |
| There is none so blind |
| As He who will not see |
| We must not close up minds |
| We must let our thoughts be free |
| For every hour that passes by |
| You know the world gets a little bit older |
| It’s time to realize that people lies |
| In the eyes of the beholder |
| And everything is beautiful in it’s own way |
| Like a starry summer night |
| On a snow covered winter’s day, sing it children |
| Everybody’s beautiful in an own way |
| Under God’s Heaven |
| The world’s gonna find a way |
| We shouldn’t care about the length of His hair |
| Of the color of His skin |
| Don’t worry about what shows from without |
| But the love that lives within |
| And we’re gonna get old again now |
| Everything is gonna work out fine |
| Just take a little time to the look on the good side my friend |
| And spittle in out in your mind |
| And everything is beautiful in it’s own way |
| Like a starry summer night |
| On a snow covered winter’s day, sing it children |
| Everybody’s beautiful in an own way |
| Under God’s Heaven |
| The world’s gonna find a way, one more time |
| And everything is beautiful in it’s own way |
| Like a starry summer night |
| On a snow covered winter’s day |