Sunday, December 20, 2009
Tis winter now...
' T is Winter now-; the fallen snow
Has left the heavens all coldly clear;
Through leafless boughs the sharp winds blow,
And yet God's love is not withdrawn ;
His life within the keen air breathes,
His beauty paints the crimson' dawn,
And clothes the boughs with glitt'ring wreaths.
And though abroad the sharp winds blow,
And skies are chill, and frosts are keen,
Home closer draws her circle now,
And warmer glows her light within.
O God! who giv'st the winter's cold
As well as summer's joyous rays,
Us warmly in Thy love enfold,
And keep us through life's wintry days !"