Hymns, Selected and Original ‎#599

599. Eternal Source of every joy!

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 flowery 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 coast 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 evening shade.

6 Here in thy house let incense rise,
And circling sabbaths bless our eyes,
Till to those lofty heights we soar,
Where days and year revolve no more.

Text Information

• First Line: Eternal Source of every joy!
• Meter: L. M.
• Publication Date: 1828
• Scripture:
  Psalm 65:11
• Topic: Seasons; The seasons crowned with goodness

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