1 A joyous song once more we bring,
With winter far away,
While glowing summer yields her flow’rs
To brighten Children’s Day;
With heart and voice let us rejoice,
And grateful tribute pay.
2 For once again the promise-strain
Floats down from days of yore,
That fruits of earth shall wake to birth
To bless the toiler’s store,
Each annual round with bounties crowned
Till tie shall be no more.
3 We thank Thee, Lord, for summer days,
And loud for praises ring;
These golden hours, these opening pow’rs,
We in glad service bring;
Thine own to be, from sin set free,
Our Father, Saviour, King.
4 Though foes may throng, Lord, make us strong,
A firm, unfalt’ring band,
The good to seek, the truth to speak,
And for the right to stand;
Till, duty done, and vict’ry won,
We gain the better land.
Source: Elmhurst Hymnal: and orders of worship for the Sunday school, young people's meetings and church services #307