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The Seasons of the Year

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #278a (1786) Topics: Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer; Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the ravens cry; But man who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honours high. 4 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 6 When from the dreadful stores on high He pours the sounding hail, The wretch that dares his God defy Shall find his courage fail. 7 He sends his word and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. 8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With songs and honours sounding loud Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:13-18 Languages: English

The Seasons of the Year

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #278a (1787) Topics: Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer; Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer First Line: With songs and honours sounding loud Lyrics: 1 With songs and honuors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the ravens cry; But man who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honours high. 4 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 6 When from the dreadful stores on high He pours the sounding hail, The wretch that dares his God defy Shall find his courage fail. 7 He sends his word and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. 8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With songs and honours sounding loud Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:7-9 Languages: English

Psalm 147 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.332 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Spring and winter; Summer and winter; Winter and summer First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. He formed the stars, those heav'nly flames; He counts their numbers, calls their names; His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drowned. Great is our Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds all round the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. What is the creature's skill or force, The sprightly man, the warlike horse, The nimble wit, the active limb? All are too mean delights for him. But saints are lovely in his sight, He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And looks, and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

Psalm 147 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.333 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Spring and winter; Summer and winter; Winter and summer First Line: O Britain, praise thy mighty God Lyrics: O Britain, praise thy mighty God, And make his honors known abroad, He bid the ocean round thee flow; Not bars of brass could guard thee so. Thy children are secure and blest; Thy shores have peace, thy cities rest; He feeds thy sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat. Thy changing seasons he ordains, Thine early and thy latter rains; His flakes of snow like wool he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. With hoary frost he strews the ground; His hail descends with clatt'ring sound: Where is the man so vainly bold That dares defy his dreadful cold? He bids the southern breezes blow; The ice dissolves, the waters flow: But he hath nobler works and ways To call the Britons to his praise. To all the isle his laws are shown, His gospel through the nation known; He hath not thus revealed his word To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

Psalm 147

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.334 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Spring and winter; Summer and winter; Winter and summer First Line: With songs and honors sounding loud Lyrics: With songs and honors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heav'ns he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the raven's cry; But man, who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honors high. His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. When from the dreadful stores on high He pours the rattling hail, The wretch that dares this God defy Shall find his courage fail. He sends his word, and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With songs and honors sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147:7-9 Languages: English

Now the Day Is Over

Author: Sabine Baring-Gould, 1834-1924; Marye B. Bonney, 1910- Hymnal: Singing the Living Tradition #46 (1993) Meter: 6.5.6.5 Topics: Winter Lyrics: 1 Now the day is over, night is drawing nigh, shadows of the evening steal across the sky. 2 Now the leafless landscape settles in repose, waiting for the quiet of the winter snows. 3 Now as twilight gathers let us pause and hear all the slowing pulse-beats of the waning year. 4 May the season's rhythms, slow and strong and deep, soothe the mind and spirit, lulling us to sleep. 5 Sleep until the rising of another spring keeps the ancient promise fall and winter bring. Languages: English Tune Title: WEM IN LEIDENSTAGEN

Bells in the High Tower

Author: Howard Box, 1926- Hymnal: Singing the Living Tradition #56 (1993) Meter: 11.11.11.5 Topics: Transcending Mystery and Wonder Winter First Line: Bells in the high tower, ringing o'er the white hills Languages: English Tune Title: KRISZTUS URUNKNAK

Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #76 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Spring and winter; Summer and winter; Winter and summer Lyrics: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. He formed the stars, those heav'nly flames; He counts their numbers, calls their names; His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drowned. Great is our Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds all round the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. What is the creature's skill or force, The sprightly man, the warlike horse, The nimble wit, the active limb? All are too mean delights for him. But saints are lovely in his sight, He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And looks, and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

Lady of the Seasons' Laughter

Author: Kendyl L. R. Gibbons Hymnal: Worship in Song #241 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: Winter Tune Title: JULION

Julian of Norwich

Author: Sydney Carter Hymnal: Worship in Song #250 (1996) Topics: Winter First Line: Loud are the bells of Norwich Refrain First Line: Ring out, bells of Norwich Lyrics: 1 Loud are the bells of Norwich And te people come and go, Here by the tower of Julian I tell them what I know. Refrain: Rign out, bells of Norwich, and let the winter come and go; All shall be well again, I know. 2 Love, like a yellow daffodil, is coming through the snow. Love, like the yellow daffodil is lord of all I know. [Refrain] 3 Ring for the yellow daffodil, the flower in the snow. Ring for the yellow daffodil and tell them what I know. [Refrain] All shall be well, I'm telling you, let the winter come and go: All shall be well again, I know. Tune Title: [Loud are the bells of Norwich]