SOWER • Hymns & Music

1 O day, full of grace, which we behold,
Now gently to view ascending;
As light on the earth its joy unfolds,
Good cheer to all mortals lending,
That children of light in every land
May see that their night is ending.

2 How blest was that gracious midnight hour,
When God in our flesh was given;
It flooded the dawn with light and power,
That spread through the darkeness heaven;
And then on the world that Sun arose
Which gloom from our hearts has driven.

3 For were every tree endowed with speech,
And all of their leaves were singing,
They never with praise His worth could reach,
Though earth with its praise were ringing.
Who fully could praise the Light of life,
Whose praise young and old are bringing?

4 As birds in the morning sing God's praise,
His fatherly love we cherish,
For giving to us this day of grace,
And life that will never perish.
His Church He has kept these many years
And hungering souls has nourished.

5 Now softly the light of Pentecost
Is shining its beams around us,
God's blessings for us cannot be lost.
As brooks in the fields surround us,
And leave in their wake the woods and fields,
The bright summer green astounds us!

6 With joy we depart for our Father's land
Where God with his Son is dwelling.
A mansion is waiting, gold and grand,
A mansion beyond excelling;
And there we will walk in endless light
As we all his praise are telling.