1 Eternal Source of ev'ry joy!
Well may thy praise our lips employ,
While in thy temple we appear
To hail thee Sovereign of the year.
2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll,
Thy hand supports and cheers the whole:
The sun is taught by thee to rise,
And darkness, when to veil the skies.
3 The flow'ry spring, at thy command
Perfumes the air, and paints the land;
The summer rays with vigour shine,
To raise the corn, and cheer the vine.
4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours,
Through all our coasts, redundant stores;
And winters, soften'd by thy care,
No more the face of horror wear.
5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days,
Demand successive songs of praise:
And be the grateful homage paid,
With morning light and ev'ning shade.
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First Line: | Eternal Source of ev'ry Joy! |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
Topic: | Creation, Preservation, and temporal Blessings: The Providence of God in the Seasons of the Year |