400    7s     John Newton
Prayer for Spring. Song 2. 10-13; 4. 16

1 Lord, afford a spring to me;
  Let me feel like what I see;
  Ah! my winter has been long!
  Chilled my hopes and stopped my song.
  Winter threatens to destroy
  Faith, and love, and every joy;
  If thy life was in the root,
  Still I could not yield thee fruit.

2 Speak, and by thy gracious voice
  Make my drooping soul rejoice;
  O, beloved Saviour, haste,
  Tell me all the storms are past!
  On thy garden deign to smile;
  Raise the plants, enrich the soil;
  Soon thy presence will restore
  Life to what seemed dead before.