The Blessings of Spring; or, God Gives Rain

Verse 1

Good is the heavenly King, Who makes the earth his care, Visits the pastures every spring, And bids the grass appear.

Verse 2

Like rivers raised on high, The clouds, at thy command, Pour out their blessings from the sky, To cheer the thirsty land.

Verse 3

The hills, on every side, Rejoice at falling showers; The meadows, dressed in all their pride, Perfume the air with flowers.

Verse 4

The ridges drink their fill, And ranks of corn appear; Thy ways abound with blessings still, Thy goodness crowns the year.