Rejoice, in sacred lays rejoice.
855. 7s. M. Barbauld.
The Seasons.
1Praise to God, immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days!
Bounteous Source of every joy,
Let thy praise our tongues employ.
2All that Spring, with bounteous hand,
Scatters o'er the smiling land,--
All that liberal Autumn pours