Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#H.LXVII

H.LXVII. For a New-Year's Day

1 Eternal Source of every joy,
Thy praise shall every voice employ,
While we within thy courts appear,
And sing the bounties of the year.

2 As worlds of glory round thee roll,
Thy hand supports the stedfast pole,
Directs the sun what hour to rise,
And darkness when to veil the skies.

3 The flowery Spring, at thy command
Embalms the air, and paints the land;
The blazing beams of Summer shine
To raise the corn and cheer the vine.

3 Thy hand, in Autumn richly pours
The copious fruits along the shores
While wintry storms direct our eyes
With fear and wonder to the skies.

4 Seasons and months, and weeks and days
Demand returning songs of praise;
The opening light and evening shade
hall see the cheerful homage paid.

5 And Oh, may our harmonious tongues
In worlds unknown pursue the songs;
And in those brighter courts adore,
Where days and years revolve no more.

Text Information

• First Line: Eternal Source of every joy
• Title: For a New-Year's Day
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1785

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