Lyra Pastoralis Songs of Nature, Church, and Home: By Richard Wilton |
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O ye Dews and Frosts, bless ye the Lord; praise Him and
magnify Him for ever.
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O ye Dews and Frosts, bless ye the Lord; praise Him and magnify Him for ever.
Ye gemmy Dews and sparkling Rime,
Bless ye the Lord from morn to morn:
Ye Dews, hang jewels on the corn,
Which lifts its spears in Summer-time;
Give freshness to the gracious prime,
And every blade of grass adorn:
Ye gemmy Dews and Sparkling Rime,
Bless ye the Lord from morn to morn.
Bless ye the Lord from morn to morn:
Ye Dews, hang jewels on the corn,
Which lifts its spears in Summer-time;
Give freshness to the gracious prime,
And every blade of grass adorn:
Ye gemmy Dews and Sparkling Rime,
Bless ye the Lord from morn to morn.
Hoar Frosts that deck our wintry clime
With beauty of the coldness born,
Impearling every twig and thorn,
Silvering the beech and leafless lime—
Ye gemmy Dews and sparkling Rime,
Bless ye the Lord from morn to morn
With beauty of the coldness born,
Impearling every twig and thorn,
Silvering the beech and leafless lime—
Ye gemmy Dews and sparkling Rime,
Bless ye the Lord from morn to morn
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