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1 Great God, as seasons disappear,
And changes make the rolling year;
As time, with rapid pinions flies,
May ev'ry season make us wise.
2 Long has thy favour crown'd our days,
And summer shed again its rays;
No deadly cloud our sky has veil'd,
No blasting winds our path assail'd.
3 Our harvest months have o'er us roll'd,
And fill'd our fields with waving gold;
Our tables spread, our garner stor'd!
Where are our hearts to praise the Lord!
4 The solemn harvest comes apace,
The closing day of life and grace:
Time of decision, awful hour!
Around it let no tempest low'r!
5 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine,
Like stars in heaven to rise and shine;
Then shall our happy souls above,
Reap the full harvest of thy love!
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Great God, as seasons disappear |
| Meter: | L. M. |
| Publication Date: | 1828 |
| Scripture: | |
| Topic: | Autumn |
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