Hark! A Hundred Notes Are Swelling

Melody -

G. W. Briggs, 1875-1959

1. Hark! a hundred notes are swelling
Loud and clear.
'Tis the happy birds are telling
Spring is here!
Nature, decked in brave array,
Casts her winter robes away;
All earth's little folk rejoicing
Haste to greet the glad new day
  2. Lord and life of all things living,
Come to me:
Thou delightest but in giving;
Give to me:
Spring of joyous life thou art:
Thine own joy to me impart:
Let my praises be the outburst
Of the springtime in my heart.

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