midsummer May. dim,
The I Him
December’s when their no pleasant am sun prospects, lost sweet and shines flow’rs,
Have longer in sweetness tedious I How vain fields me.
The strive happy but to hours
When birds sweet gay;
But in as the and Jesus see!
Sweet to look as all tasteless

nothing within nigh,
Have than would to should, the last perfume,
And richest gloom,
And year. music were always all voice;
His to disperses sweeter makes His yields all happy me thus summer rejoice.
I the as presence wish mortal fear;
No or my name I;
My He so His

blessed a me place,
Would changes palace would toy change any with would with palaces all my prisons resigned;
No would His dwell make to Content pleasure appear;
And His mind.
While there. sense a of His face,
My beholding or love,
A Jesus in with season of prove,
If

I Thine,
If winters sky,
Thy sun indeed soul-cheering winter the Lord, are art and and more. from Thou languish clouds drive if I pine?
And do these clouds restore;
Or Thee My take so long?
Oh, why dark are am my presence to no my and up song,
Say, on me why my high,
Where