cy, sweetest love,--
Blessing, with each living thing,
God the bounteous,--God of spring!

392. 7 & 6s. M. W. V.

Spring.

1 There cometh o'er the spirit,
With each returning year,
The thought that Thou, the Father,
Art ever to us near;
With hope of life dispelling
The death that winter brought;
And flowers and fruits foretelling,
With fragrant beauty fraught.

2 'Tis this which calls Thy children
In sweet accord to raise,
Beneath thy blue-domed temple,
One general hymn of praise
To Thee, the ever-living,
The universal King,
Who never ceasest giving
Each good and perfect thing.

3 The streamlet from the mountain,--
It speaketh, Lord, of Thee,
As from its snow-capped fountain
It rushes to the sea;
The gentle dew descending,
And cloud's refreshing shower,--
O God, our Heavenly Father,
All, all, proclaim Thy power.

393. 8 & 7s. M. Anonymous.

Hymn of Spring.

1 Praise the Lord, when blushing morning
Wakes the blossoms fresh with dew!
When the world, again created,
Beams with beauties fair and new!

2 Praise the Lord, when early breezes
Come so fragrant from the flowers!
Praise, thou willow by the brookside!
Praise, ye birds, among the bowers!

3 Praise the Lord! and may His blessing
Guide us in the way of truth,
Keep our feet from paths of error,
Make us holy in our youth.

4 Praise the Lord, ye hosts of heaven!
Angels, sing your sweetest lays!
All things utter forth His glory!
Sound your great Creator's praise!

394. C. M. J. Richardson.

The Hymn of Summer.

1 How glad the tone when summer's sun
Wreaths the gay world with flowers,
And trees bend down with golden fruit,
And birds are in their bowers!

2 The morn sends silent music down
Upon each earthly thing;
And always since creation's dawn
The stars together sing.

3 Shall man remain in silence, then,
While all beneath the skies
The chorus joins? no, let us sing,
And while our voices rise,

4 O, let our lives, great God, breathe f