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.