Why are the meadows gay with flowers,
And fair with silver streams?
Why are the valleys moist with showers,
And bright with summer beams?
Why is the face of Nature glad?
And he, who most of all might be
Happy, e’en to satiety,
Alone cast down and sad?
The herds repose with hearts at rest,
For God has given them peace;
And sure, within the Christian’s breast
Anxiety might cease;
And as he treads the way along,
Which leads him to his home on high,
Instead of mourning and a sigh,
Might raise some pilgrim’s song.
Strike the light harp! bid grief depart,
Let sinners mourn and wail;
He need not bear a heavy heart,
Though all on earth should fail;
But, if a sigh and tear be due
For every blessing of the way,
Weep, Christian, for indeed you may
Let tears your path bedew.
(James Edmeston)
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