Visualized Song: Doing My Best

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- Verse 1
I am just a tiny cricket,
Chirping in a shady thicket,
There I take my rest.
Many songs are clearer, prouder,
Many voices sweeter, louder,
But I do my best. - Refrain
Doing my best, doing my best,
Jesus always helps me do my best;
In the path of doing duty
There is so much joy and beauty;
So I do my best! - Verse 2
I am just a little flower,
Blooming during sun or shower,
Quietly I'm dressed.
Many flowers grow much taller,
Many bloom in colors brighter,
But I do my best. - Verse 3
I am just a salmon silver,
Swimming up a rushing river,
It's so cold and wet.
Oh, these rapids are such trouble,
But my efforts I'll redouble,
I won't give up yet. - Verse 4
I am just a little turtle,
Dwelling in a forest fertile,
Creeping as I go.
I must never stop to grumble,
Though my life is very humble,
And I'm very slow. - Verse 5
I am just a small brown acorn,
Buried in the dirt, forlorn,
Where no one can see.
I won't mourn that I am hidden,
I will grow as God has bidden,
I will be a tree. - Verse 6
I am just a little earthworm,
Out of sight I'm quick to squirm,
Hiding from the light.
I will never cease my toil,
Making better dirt and soil,
Using all my might. - Verse 7
I am just a playful kitty,
And my coat is very pretty,
Made of softest fur.
Other animals are stronger,
And there's some that live much longer,
But they cannot purr. - Verse 8
I am just a beetle bashful,
But I can do something helpful,
While I'm passing by.
Other lights are bigger, brighter,
But are any really nicer
Than a firefly? - Verse 9
I am just a little fellow,
Basking in a sunny meadow,
Lizard is my name.
Eating bugs is all my labor,
That's how I can help my neighbor,
Every day the same. - Verse 10
I am just a toad in springtime,
Hiding in the muck and slime,
That's my place to rest.
Life for me is not so thrilling,
But I will not stop my trilling,
Till I've done my best. - Verse 11
I am just a simple lichen,
But I teach a helpful lesson,
Though I cannot talk.
Raging storms may fell an oak tree,
But they cannot ever hurt me,
Clinging to the rock.