1 The earth absorbs the soft, refreshing rain,
And sends it back in flow'rs and fruits again;
2 The moon receives the sun's bright, golden light,
And gives it forth to cheer the darksome night;
3 'Tis by Thy love that I can love and bless
The foes who seek to blast my happiness;
4 Naught but Thyself can satisfy my heart,
Constrain my will from self and sin to part: