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216 1 BLEAK winter is subdued at length, And forced to yield the day ; The sun has wasted all his strength, And driven him away.

2 And now long-wish d-f or spring is come, How alter d is the scene ! The trees and shrubs are dress d in bloom. The earth array d in green.

3 Where er we tread, beneath our feet The clust ring flowers spring ; The artless birds in concerts sweet, Invite our hearts to sing.

4 But ah! in vain I strive to join, Oppress d with sin and doubt; I feel tis winter still within, Though all is spring without.

5 Oh! would my Saviour from on high Break through these clouds and shine ! No creature then more bless d than I, No song more loud than mine.

6 Till then no softly warbling thrush, Nor cowslip s sweet perfume, Nor beauties of each painted bush, Can dissipate my gloom.

7 To Adam, soon as he transgress d, Thus Eden bloom d in vain : Not Paradise could give him rest, Or sooth his heart-felt pain.

8 Yet here an emblem I perceive Of what the Lord can do : Dear Saviour, help me to believe, That I may nourish too.