The Advent

Lyrics

No sudden thing of glory and fear Was the Lord's coming; but the dear Slow Nature's days followed each other To form the Saviour from his Mother One of the children of the year The earth, the rain, received the trust The sun and dews, to frame the Just He drew his daily life from these According to his own decrees Who makes man from the fertile dust Sweet summer and the winter wild These brought hirn forth, the Undefiled The happy Springs renewed again His daily bread, the growing grain The food and raiment of the Child