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Hymn 201 from the Swedish church hymn book also called the summer hymn
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(A rich attire of kindly green
Have adorned the valleys and meadows.
The mild breeze of the wind
Caresses the fair herb gardens.
And the light of the sun,
And the whisper of the grove,
And the murmur of the wave amongst the willow
Declare the summertime)
Have adorned the valleys and meadows.
The mild breeze of the wind
Caresses the fair herb gardens.
And the light of the sun,
And the whisper of the grove,
And the murmur of the wave amongst the willow
Declare the summertime)
(Their happiness and the peace of summer
Is praised by the giddy birds.
From the thickets in the woods, and the serene nests
Their song resounds.
A hymn ascends
Of joy and hope
From their happy songs
From the flowers and the trees.)
(But thou, oh God, who makes our earth
So beautiful in the summertime
Grant that I first esteem thy word
And thy wonders of grace.
All meat is hay,
And the flowers die,
Ant time expels all things;
Only the words of the Lord remain.)
So beautiful in the summertime
Grant that I first esteem thy word
And thy wonders of grace.
All meat is hay,
And the flowers die,
Ant time expels all things;
Only the words of the Lord remain.)
Its truly beautiful
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The earth adorned in verdant robe
Carl David af Wirsén English lyrics: Carolyn and Kenneth Jennings v. 1-3; Folmer E. Johansen v. 4-5
The earth adorned in verdant robe
sends praises upward surging,
while soft winds breathe on fragrant flow'rs
from winter now emerging.
The sunshine bright gives warmth and light
to budding blossoms tender,
proclaiming summer splendour.
From out the wood the birds now sing
and each its song now raises,
to join with all the universe
in voicing thankful praises.
With hope and joy their songs employ
a rapturous exultation
in praise of God's creation.
O God, amid these joys of life,
creation's glory beaming,
grant us the grace to keep Your word
and live in love redeeming.
All flesh is grass, the flowers fade,
and time is fleeting ever;
God's word remains forever.
All flesh is grass. All things will fade,
and soon will winter harden.
With You, our Lord, in healthy shade
the plants adorn Your garden.
My heart, come through with life anew
that never can go sunder,
for heav'n awaits me yonder.
The summer splendour fades away
and goes like evening shadows.
My Friend is mine, and He will stay
with me past death's grim meadows.
In Paradise He will me rise
and let me stay forever.
No graves will be there, never.
sends praises upward surging,
while soft winds breathe on fragrant flow'rs
from winter now emerging.
The sunshine bright gives warmth and light
to budding blossoms tender,
proclaiming summer splendour.
From out the wood the birds now sing
and each its song now raises,
to join with all the universe
in voicing thankful praises.
With hope and joy their songs employ
a rapturous exultation
in praise of God's creation.
O God, amid these joys of life,
creation's glory beaming,
grant us the grace to keep Your word
and live in love redeeming.
All flesh is grass, the flowers fade,
and time is fleeting ever;
God's word remains forever.
All flesh is grass. All things will fade,
and soon will winter harden.
With You, our Lord, in healthy shade
the plants adorn Your garden.
My heart, come through with life anew
that never can go sunder,
for heav'n awaits me yonder.
The summer splendour fades away
and goes like evening shadows.
My Friend is mine, and He will stay
with me past death's grim meadows.
In Paradise He will me rise
and let me stay forever.
No graves will be there, never.
Carl David af Wirsén English lyrics: Carolyn and Kenneth Jennings v. 1-3; Folmer E. Johansen v. 4-5