Hymns, Selected and Original ‎#601

601. Bleak winter is subdu'd at length

1 Bleak winter is subdu'd at length,
Compell'd to yield the day:
The sun returning in his strength
Drives all the storms away.

2 Behold the youthful spring is come,
How alter'd is the scene!
The trees and shrubs are dress'd in bloom,
The earth array'd in green.

3 Where'er we tread, beneath our feet
The flowers spontaneous spring;
And warbling birds, in concert sweet,
Invite our hearts to sing.

4 But, ah! in vain I strive to join,
Oppress'd with sin and doubt;
I feel 'tis winter still within,
Though all is spring without.

5 Oh! would my Saviour from on high
Break through these clouds and shine!
No creature then more blest than I,
No song more loud than mine.

6 Till then--no softy-warbling thrush,
Nor cowslips' sweet perfume,
Nor beauties of each painted bush,
Can dissipate my gloom.

Text Information

• First Line: Bleak winter is subdu'd at length
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1828
• Topic: Spring

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