When nature blushed with brightest glow,
In calm attendance pass away
On heirs of sickness, want, and woe.
Oft has it seen her winter eve
Glide on, absorbed in tender cares,
How best their sorrows to relieve,
Their garments while her hand prepares.
Oft has it pointed to the time
For grateful praise and humble prayer,
Reclaiming vice, preventing crime,