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200. The Blessings of the Spring. (C. M.)
Who makes the earth his care,
And bids the grass appear.
Pour out, at thy command,
To cheer the thirsty land.
Permit the corn to spring ;
And the poor labourers sing. 4 The little bills on every side,
Rejoice at falling showers ;
Perfume the air with flowers.
Promise a joyful crop;
To raise the reaper's hope. 6 The various months thy goodness crowns;
How bounteous are thy ways!
The Return of Spring. (S. M.) 1 REAT God, at thy command,
Seasons in order rise:
How warm the solar beams!
Descend in gentle streams.
Thy providential hand,
grass for kine, and herb and corn
Of thine incarnate Son;
Through endless ages run.
202. Waiting for Spring. (L. M.) THOUGH cloudy skies, and northern blasts,
Retard the gentle spring awhile;
And nature wear a vernal smile.
Has brought the changing seasons round,
Perfume the air, and paint the ground. 3 The virtue of that first command,
I know still does, and will prevail,
4 Such changes are for us decreed ;
Believers have their winters too;
And all their former life renew.
And each, in turn, his people know;
The other makes their graces grow.
Yet having life within their root,
Draws forth their blossoms, leaves, and fruit. 7 But if the tree indeed be dead,
It feels no change, though spring return:
Proclaims it only fit to burn.
Thou know'st our winter has been long;
Spring. (C. M.)
Compelld to yield the day:
Drives all the storms away.
How alter'd is the scene !
The earth array'd in green.
3 Where'er we tread, beneath our feet,
The flowers spontaneous spring ;
Invite our hearts to sing.
Oppress'd with sin and doubt;
Though all is spring without.
Break through these clouds, and shine! No creature then more blest than I,
No song more loud than mine,
Nor cowslips sweet perfume,
Can dissipate my gloom.
Thus Eden bloom'd in vain ;
Or sooth his heart-felt pain.
Of what the Lord can do ;
That I may flourish too.
Can overcome my foes,
And blossom like the rose.
The same. (P: M.) 1 PLEASING spring again is bere! Trees and fields in bloom appear
2 What a change has taken place,
Emblem of the spring of grace ;
Then each grace springs forth afresh. 3 Lord, afford a spring to me!
Let me feel like what I see ;
Still I could not yield thee fruit. 4 Speak, and by thy gracious voice,
Make my drooping soul rejoice;