Poems Sigourney 1834/Winter Hymn

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4020227Poems Sigourney 1834Winter Hymn1834Lydia Sigourney



WINTER HYMN.


Thou bidd'st the glorious sun
    The morning landscape light,
While mountains, vales and hillocks shine
    In winter's frost-work bright.

The imploring trees stretch forth
    Their trusting arms to Thee,
Who shield'st the naked in their hour
    Of cold adversity.

Thou o'er the tender germ
    The curtaining snow dost spread,
And give it slumber as a babe
    Deep in its cradle-bed.

A chain is on the streams,
    And on the summer-flood,
Yet still their sparkling eyes look up
    And beam with gratitude.

The bee hath left her toil,
    Within her cell to sleep,
The warbling tenants of the air
    A silent sabbath keep.

Thou mak'st the lengthened eve,
    The friend of wisdom prove,
And bid'st it bind confiding hearts
    In closer links of love.


Oh Thou, the God of Hope,
    Blest Author of our days,
Forbid that Winter chill our heart,
    Or check the strain of praise.