Spring has now unwrapped the flowers, Day is fast reviving, Life in all her growing powers Toward the light is striving; All the world with beauty fills, Gold the green enhancing; Flowers make glee among the hills, And set the meadows dancing. Through each wonder of fair days, God himself expresses; Beauty follows all his ways, As the world he blesses; So, as he renews the earth, Artist without rival, In his grace of glad new birth, We must seek revival. Praise the Maker, all ye saints; He with glory girt you, He who skies and meadows paints, Fashioned all your virtue; Praise him, seers, heroes, kings, Heralds of perfection; Brothers, praise him, for he brings All to resurrection. From the Methodist Hymnal, the words from The Oxford Book of Carols.
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