The Happy Change
Olney Hymns, William Cowper, from Cowper's Poems, Sheldon & Company, New York
How bless'd Thy creature is, O God, Through all the storms that veil the skies Struck by that light, the human heart, The soul, a dreary province once The glorious orb whose golden beams Has cheer'd the nations with the joysWhen with a single eye,
He views the lustre of Thy Word,
The dayspring from on high!
And frown on earthly things,
The Sun of Righteousness he eyes,
With healing on His wings.
A barren soil no more,
Sends the sweet smell of grace abroad,
Where serpents lurk'd before.
Of Satan's dark domain,
Feels a new empire form'd within,
And owns a heavenly reign.
The fruitful year control,
Since first obedient to Thy Word,
He started from the goal,
His orient rays impart;
But, Jesus, 'tis Thy light alone