1 At length the wished for spring is come;
How altered is the scene!
The trees and shrubs are dressed in bloom,
The earth arrayed in green.
2 I see my Savior from on high,
Break through the clouds and shine!
No creature now more blest than I,
No song more loud than mine.
3 Thy word does all my hope revive,
It overcomes my foes;
It makes my languid graces thrive,
And blossom like a rose.
4 Dear Lord, a monument I stand,
Of what thy grace can do,
Uphold me by thy gracious hand,
Each changing season through.
The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the most approved authors, 1799