1127 L.M. J. Kent
“Awake, O north wind.” Song. 4. 16; Isa. 61. 11
1
When Zion’s sons, great God! appear
 
In Zion’s courts for praise and prayer,
 
There, in thy Spirit, deign to be
 
As one with those who worship thee.
2
Without thy sovereign power, O Lord,
 
No sweets the gospel can afford;
 
No drops of heavenly love will fall
 
To cheer the weary, thirsting soul.
3
Winds from the north and south, awake,
 
Take of the things of Jesus, take;
 
Diffuse thy kind celestial dew,
 
Bring pardon, peace, and healing too.
4
Then shall we count the season dear
 
To those who speak or those who hear;
 
And all conspire with sweet accord,
 
In hymns of joy, to praise the Lord.