620. Eternal Source of every joy

1 Eternal Source of every joy,
Well may Thy praise our lips employ,
While in Thy temple we appear,
Whose goodness crowns the circling year.

2 The flowery spring, at Thy command,
Embalms the air, and paints the land;
The summer rays with vigour shine,
To raise the corn, and cheer the vine.

3 Thy hand in autumn richly pours
Through all our coasts redundant stores;
And winters, softened by Thy care,
No more a face of horror wear.

4 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days,
Demand successive songs of praise;
Still be the cheerful homage paid
With opening light, and evening shade.

5 Here in Thy house shall incense rise
As circling Sabbaths bless our eyes;
Still will we make Thy mercies known
Around Thy board, and round our own.

6 O may our more harmonious tongue
In worlds unknown pursue the song;
And in those brighter courts adore,
Where days and years revolve no more.

Text Information
First Line: Eternal Source of every joy
Author: Dr. Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751
Language: English
Publication Date: 1917
Topic: Adoration: New Year; Flowers: Blooming; Harvest: Hymns (10 more...)
Tune Information
Name: DUKE STREET
Composer: J. Hatton, d. 1793
Meter: L.M.
Key: E♭ Major



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