The Little Minstrel ‎#38

38. Vanchurch

1 Eternal source of every joy,
Well may thy praise our lips employ,
While in thy temple we appear,
Whose goodness crowns the circling year;
The flowery spring at thy command,
Embalms the air and paints the land;
The summer rays with vigor shine,
To raise the corn and cheer the vine.

2 Seasons and months and weeks and days
Demand successive songs of praise;
Still be the cheerful homage paid,
With opening light and evening shade!
O, may our more harmonious tongues,
In worlds unknown pursue the songs,
And in those brighter courts adore,
Where days and years revolve no more.

1 Almighty Sov'reign of the skies,
To thee let songs of gladness rise,
Each grateful heart its tribute bring,
And every voice thy goodness sing.
From thee our choicest blessings flow,
Life, health and strength thy hands bestow;
The daily good thy creatures share,
Springs from thy providential care.

Text Information

• First Line: Eternal source of every joy
• Title: Vanchurch
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1867

Tune Information

• Name: [Eternal source of every joy]
• Incipit: 51112 33312 34721
• Key: G Major or modal
• Source: Arr. from the German