The snowdrops show with heads like snow
From peaceful rest awakened now
Their gentle heads in the sun will bow
Or the daffodil with their petal frill
from the shadow of trees will peep
Their trumpets announce though not to ear
That spring is finally here
Rejoyce now trees swaying in the breeze
Stayed in your place with roots running deep
That the swelling of your buds will be brief
Soon your heads will be crowned with leaf
All nature rejoyce giving gladful voice
When awakening over you did creep
Gone now at last is the winter chill
Sing now you valleys and every hill
Stirs not your heart when God at the start
Give new life to make it leap
In abundant joy when you released it to Him
From a life of coldness grim
Whatever the season there is no reason
To doubt the He won't keep
Your precious soul until at the last
He brings you home to His Heaven vast
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