Through
The Year
Julian S. Cutler
God be with
you in the Springtime
When the violets unfold,
And the buttercups and cowslips
Fill the fields with yellow gold;
In the time
of apple blossoms,
When the happy bluebirds sing,
Filling all the world with gladness--
God be with you in the Spring!
God be with
you in the Summer,
When the sweet June roses blow,
When the bobolinks are laughing
And the brooks with music flow;
When the fields
are white with daisies
And the days are glad and long--
God be with you in the Summer,
Filling all your world with song.
God be with
you in the Autumn,
When the birds and flowers have fled,
And along the woodland pathways
Leaves are falling, gold and red;
When the Summer
lies behind you,
In the evening of the year--
God be with you in the Autumn,
Then to fill your heart with cheer.
God be with
you in the Winter,
When the snow lies deep and white,
When the sleeping fields are silent
And the stars
gleam cold and bright.
When the hand and heart are tired
With life's long and weary quest--
God be with
you in the Winter,
Just to guide you into rest.
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