John Newton, 1779, from Olney Hymns, vol. 2, hymn 31
Though cloudy skies, and northern blasts,|
Retard the gentle spring awhile;
The sun will conqu'ror prove at last,
And nature wear a vernal smile.
2. The promise, which from age to age,
3. The virtue of that first command,
4. Such changes are for us decreed;
5. Winter and spring have each their use,|
And each, in turn, his people know;
One kills the weeds their hearts produce,
The other makes their graces grow.
6. Though like dead trees awhile they seem,
7. But if the tree indeed be dead,
8. Dear Lord, afford our souls a spring,
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