1 All beautiful the march of days,
as seasons come and go;
the hand that shaped the rose has wrought
the crystal of the snow,
has sent the silvery frost of heaven,
the flowing waters sealed,
and laid a silent loveliness
on hill and wood and field.
2 O’er white expanses sparkling pure
the radiant morns unfold;
the solemn splendours of the night
burn brighter through the cold;
life mounts in every throbbing vein,
love deepens round the hearth,
and clearer sounds the angel hymn,
'Good will to all on earth.'
3 O God, from whose unfathomed law
the year in beauty flows,
Yourself the vision passing by
in crystal and in rose;
day unto day declare thro' speech,
and night to night proclaim
in ever-changing words of light
the wonder of Your name.
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