1 Behold! long-wish'd-for spring is come,
How alter'd is the scene!
The trees and shrubs are dress'd in bloom,
The earth array'd in green.
2 Where'er we tread, the clustering flowers
Beauteous around us spring;
The birds, with joint harmonious powers,
Invite our hearts to sing.
3 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.
4 O! 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.
5 Lord, let thy word my hopes revive,
And overcome my foes;
O make my languid graces thrive,
And blossom like the rose!
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First Line: | Behold! long-wish'd-for spring is come |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
Topic: | Spring; The Spring improved |