140 Edom
With songs and honors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high, Over the heav'ns He spreads His cloud, And waters veil the sky. He sends His show'rs of blessings down, To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. His steady counsels change the face Of each declining year, He bids the sun cut short his race And wint'ry days appear. On us His providence has shone, With gentle shining rays; O, may our lips and lives make known His goodness and His praise. |