Carol; The FlowerMelodie: Good King Wenceslaus
Spring has now unwrapped the flow'rs,
Day is fast approaching
Life in all her growing pow'rs,
Toward the light is striving
Gone the iron touch of cold,
Winter time and frost time
Seedlings working through the mold,
Now make up for lost time.
Herb and plant that winter long
Slumbered at their leisure
Now bestirring green and strong
Find in growth their pleasure.
All the world with beauty sings
Gold and green anhancing
Flowers make glee among the hills
Set the meadows dancing.
Earth puts on her dress of glee
Flowers and grasses hide her
We go forth in charity
Brothers all beside her
For as man this beauty sees
In the awakening season
Reason learns the heart's decree
Hearts are led by reason
Praise the maker all ye saints
He with glory girt you
He who skies and meadows paints
Fashioned all your virtues
Praise him seers, heroes, kings
Heralds of perfection
Brothers, praise him for he brings
All to resurrection.