Little Things
Author: Ross Boothe; Christian Hobbs
Composer: Ross Boothe; Christian Hobbs
Languages (6)
This song text has been indexed at SingPraises.net in the following languages:
- English: Little Things
- French: Les petites choses de la vie
- German: Ich liebe den Moment
- Italian: Piccoli attimi
- Portuguese (Portugal): É nas pequenas coisas
- Spanish (Spain): Cosas de gran valor
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Most common tunes for “Little Things”
This chart shows the tunes that are paired with this text most frequently, in hymnbooks and other collections published by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. If the text appears with the same tune in multiple editions or translations of the same hymnbook, it is only counted once.
Appearances of “Little Things” over time
This timeline shows which tunes have been used with this text over time, in hymnbooks and other collections published by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
Copyright status of original text
This text was first published in English, in 2013 or earlier.
In copyright (IRI)
Earliest source indexed at SingPraises.net: Stand (2013), no. 6; Tiens-toi (2013), no. 6; Steht (2013), no. 6; Stai (2013), no. 6; Permanecer (2013), no. 6; Permaneced (2013), no. 6.
Representative lyrics
English (Original Language)
1. Wasn’t just happenstanceOr maybe the stars aligningLife has a master planAnd someone’s designing.Doesn’t matter where you’re fromWhether you’re near or farNo matter where you goSomeone knows who you are.And I can’t doubt that someone caresA guiding hand is always thereAnd I see it everywhere.
Like starry nights on open plainsLike early mornings and working daysLike sweating, hoping, songs a bluejay singsLike sunrise on an golden fieldLike hearts once broken finally healedAnd winter souls that turn into the spring.I love the little thingsI love the little things.
2. Daylight’s passing byLife’s getting way too fastBetter just simplifyRemembering things that last.What would your mama sayto keep you on the ground?Everything comes so clearJust take a look around.With the sunset in your eyesLasting hope is what you’ll findAnd breezes lighting up the sky.
Like starry nights on open plainsLike early mornings and working daysLike sweating, hoping, songs a bluejay singsLike sunrise on an golden fieldLike hearts once broken finally healedAnd winter souls that turn into the spring.I love the little thingsI love the little things.
’Cause every flower and every living thingTestifies of earth and heaven’s King.Our Father made the earth: the great and smallAnd way out here I feel He loves us all.Like simple prayers on Sunday mornJust thanking Him that I was bornTo love and learn in my own family.To see His blessings every dayAnd kind words friendly people sayAnd tender mercies that He sends to me.
Like starry nights on open plainsLike early mornings and working daysLike sweating, hoping, songs a bluejay singsLike sunrise on an golden fieldLike hearts once broken finally healedAnd winter souls that turn into the spring.I love the little thingsI love the little things.