Hymnal: Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs
Date: 1843
Compiler: A Campbell/ W Scott/ B W Stone/ J T Johnson
Publisher/Printer: A Campbell
First Line: Yet thence in smaller parties drawn
Topic: Nature
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: LM
Tune: Alfreton
Hymn Number: Song 4 (part I)
Page Number: 079 (part I), click to see hymnal pages
LyicsYET thence in smaller parties drawn,
The sea recovers her lost hills;
And starting springs from ev'ry lawn
Surprise the vales with plenteous rills.
The field's tame beasts are thither led,
Weary with labor, faint with drought;
And asses on wild mountains bred,
Have sense to find these currents out.
There shady trees from scorching beams
Yield shelter to the feather'd throng;
They drink, and to the beauteous streams
Return the tribute of their song.
His rains from heav'n parch'd hills recruit
That soon transmit the liquid store,
Till Earth is burden'd with her fruit,
And Nature's lap can hold no more.
Grass for our cattle to devour,
He makes the growth of ev'ry field;
Herbs for man's use, of various power,
That either food or physic yield.
With cluster'd grapes he crowns the vine,
To cheer man's heart, oppress'd with cares,
Gives oil, that makes his face to shine,
And corn, that wasted strength repairs.