Hymn 46
The Hapy Change
The Hapy Change
How blest thy creature is, O God!
When with a single Eye,
He views the lustre of thy Word,
The day spring from on high.
Thro’ all the storms that vail the skies
And frown on earthly things;
The Sun of Righteousness he Eyes
With healing on his wings.
Struck by that light, the Human heart,
A barren soil no more,
Sends the sweet smell of Grace abroad,
Where Serpents lurk’d before.
The soul a dreary province once,
Of Satan’s dark domain;
Feels a new empire form’d within,
And owns a heav’nly reign.
The glorious orb whose golden beams,
The fruitful year controul
Since first obedient to thy word,
He started from the Goal;
Has chear’d the nations with the joys
His orient rays impart,
But Jesus, ’tis thy light alone,
Can shine upon the heart.