1 Spring has now unwrapped the flowers, Day is fast reviving, Life in all her growing powers Towards the light is striving: Gone the iron touch of cold, Winter time and frost time, Seedlings, working through the mould, Now make up for lost time. 2 Herb and plant that winter long, Slumbered at their leisurek, Now be stirring, green and strong, Find in growth their pleasure: All the world with beauty fills, Gold the green enhacing; Flowers make glee among the hills, Set the meadows dancing. 3 Through each wonder of fair days God Himself expresses; Beauty follows all His ways, As the world He blesses: So, as He renews the earth, Artist without rival, In His grace of glad new birth We must seek revival.