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Summer and Winter

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #277 (1787) Topics: Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer; Spring and Winter; Winter and Summer First Line: Let Zion praise the mighty God Lyrics: 1 Let Zion praise thy mighty God, And make his honours known abroad; For sweet the joy, our songs to raise, And glorious is the work of praise. 2 Our children live secure and blest; Our shores have peace, our cities rest; He feeds our sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat. 3 The changing seasons he ordains, The early and the latter rains; His flakes of snow like wool he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. 4 With hoary frost he strews the ground: His hail descends with dreadful sound: The icy bands the rivers hold, And terror arms his wintry cold. 5 He bids the southern breezes blow; The ice dissolves, the waters flow: But he hath nobler works and ways To call his people to his praise. 6 Thro' all our realm his laws are shown; His gospel through the nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his word To every land: praise ye the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

Hymn of Winter

Author: Samuel Longfellow Hymnal: The Pilgrim Hymnal #600 (1912) Topics: Winter First Line: Tis winter now; the fallen snow Tune Title: RACHEL

Winter, or the divine presence withdrawn

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCCX (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Winter First Line: See how rude winter's icy hand Languages: English

Winter, or the divine presence withdrawn

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCCX (1802) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Winter First Line: See how rude winter's icy hand Languages: English

'Twas in the Moon of Winter Time

Author: Jesse Edgar Middleton Hymnal: Worship in Song #93 (1996) Topics: Winter Refrain First Line: Jesus, your king, is born Tune Title: JESU AHATONIA

See how rude winter's icy hand

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #989 (1873) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Winter Lyrics: 1 See how rude winter's icy hand Has stripped the verdant ground; But spring will soon his rage withstand, And spread new beauties round. 2 My soul a sharper winter mourns, And fruitless I remain: When will the gentle spring return The graces grow again? 3 Jesus, my glorious Sun, arise, This frozen heart remove; Oh, hush these storms, and clear my skies, And let me feel thy love.