Spring
- Kindly spring again is here,
Trees and fields in bloom appear;
Hark! the birds with artless lays
warble their creator's praise. - Where in winter all was snow,
Now the flowers in clusters grow;
And the corn, in green array,
Promises a harvest-day. - Lord, afford a spring to me,
Let me feel like what I see;
Speak, and by thy gracious voice,
Make my drooping soul rejoice. - On thy garden design to smile,
Raise the plants, enrich the soil,
Make thy presence will restore
Life to what seemed dead before.