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Now faintly smile day's hasty hours

Now faintly smile day's hasty hours

Author: Anne Steele
Published in 4 hymnals

Representative Text

I. Now faintly smile day's hasty hours,
The fields and gardens mourn,
Nor ruddy fruits, nor blooming flow'rs
Stern winters brow adorn.

II. Stern winter throws his icy chains
Encircling nature round:
How bleak, how comfortless the plains!
Late with gay verdure crown'd.

III. The sun withdraws his vital beams,
And light and warmth depart,
And drooping, lifeless, nature seems
An emblem of my heart.

IV. My heart, where mental winter reigns,
In night's dark mantle clad,
Confin'd in cold inactive chains,
How desolate and sad!

V. E'er long the sun with genial ray,
Shall chear the mourning earth,
And blooming flow'rs and verdure gay
Renew their annual birth.

VI. So, if my soul's bright sun impart
His all-enliv'ning smile,
The vital ray shall chear my heart;
'Till then, a frozen foil.

VII. Then faith, and hope, and love shall rise
Renew'd to lively bloom,
And breathe accepted to the skies,
Their humble, sweet perfume.

VIII. Return, O blissful sun, and bring
Thy soul-reviving ray;
This mental winter shall be spring,
This darkness chearful day.

IX. But while to this low world confin'd
Where changeful seasons roll,
My blooming pleasures will decline,
And winter pain my soul.

X. O happy state, divine abode,
Where spring eternal reigns;
And perfect day, the smile of God,
Fills all the heav'nly plains!

XI. Great source of light, thy beams display,
My drooping joys restore,
And guide me to the seats of day,
Where winter frowns no more.

Source: Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, Vol. 2 #119

Author: Anne Steele

Anne Steele was born at Broughton, Hampshire, in 1717. Her father was a timber merchant, and at the same time officiated as the lay pastor of the Baptist Society at Broughton. Her mother died when she was 3. At the age of 19 she became an invalid after injuring her hip. At the age of 21 she was engaged to be married but her fiance drowned the day of the wedding. On the occasion of his death she wrote the hymn "When I survey life's varied scenes." After the death of her fiance she assisted her father with his ministry and remained single. Despite her sufferings she maintained a cheerful attitude. She published a book of poetry Poems on subjects chiefly devotional in 1760 under the pseudonym "Theodosia." The remaining works were published a… Go to person page >

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First Line: Now faintly smile day's hasty hours
Author: Anne Steele



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Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, Vol. 2 #119

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The Providence Selection of Hymns, Supplementary to Dr. Watts. #d169

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