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“Awake, O north wind.” Song. 4. 16; Isa. 61. 11

J. Kent   L.M.

1
When Zion’s sons, great God! appear
In Zion’s courts for praise and prayer,
There, in thy Spirit, deign to be
As one with those who worship thee.

2
Without thy sovereign power, O Lord,
No sweets the gospel can afford;
No drops of heavenly love will fall
To cheer the weary, thirsting soul.

3
Winds from the north and south, awake,
Take of the things of Jesus, take;
Diffuse thy kind celestial dew,
Bring pardon, peace, and healing too.

4
Then shall we count the season dear
To those who speak or those who hear;
And all conspire with sweet accord,
In hymns of joy, to praise the Lord.