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Though cloudy skies and northern blasts
Author: John Newton Hymnal: Hymns, Selected from Various Authors, for the Use of Young Persons 3rd Am. from 9th London ed. #d231 (1840) Hymnal Title: Hymns, Selected from Various Authors, for the Use of Young Persons 3rd Am. from 9th London ed. Languages: English
Though cloudy skies and northern blasts
Though cloudy skies and northern blasts
Author: John Newton Hymnal: Hymns, Selected from Various Authors, for the Use of Young Persons #d215 (1826) Hymnal Title: Hymns, Selected from Various Authors, for the Use of Young Persons Languages: English
Though cloudy skies and northern blasts
Though cloudy skies and northern blasts
Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Baptist Hymn Book #1208 (1859) Hymnal Title: The Baptist Hymn Book
Though cloudy skies and northern blasts
Though Cloudy Skies and Northern Blasts
Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11927 Hymnal Title: The Cyber Hymnal Lyrics: 1 Though cloudy skies and northern blasts
Retard the gentle spring awhile;
The sun will conqueror prove at last,
And nature wear a vernal smile.
2 The promise which from age to age,
Has brought the changing seasons round;
Again shall calm the winter’s rage,
Perfume the air, and paint the ground.
3 The virtue of that first command,
I know still does, and will prevail;
That while the earth itself shall stand,
The spring and summer shall not fail.
4 Such changes are for us decreed;
Believers have their winters too;
But spring shall certainly succeed,
And all their former life renew.
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,
Yet having life within their root,
The welcome spring’s reviving beam
Draws forth their blossoms, leaves, and fruit.
7 But if the tree indeed be dead,
It feels no change, though spring return,
Its leafless, naked, barren head,
Proclaims it only fit to burn.
8 Dear Lord, afford our souls a spring,
Thou know’st our winter has been long;
Shine forth, and warm our hearts to sing,
And Thy rich grace shall be our song. Languages: English Tune Title: KING OF KINGS
Though Cloudy Skies and Northern Blasts
