I have learned how to be content in any circumstance.
Philippians 4:11
Words: Walter S. Landor (1775–1864), alt.
Music: Evan William H. Havergal, 1847. Arranged by Lowell Mason, New Carmina Sacra (Boston, Massachusetts: 1850) (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know when these words were written, would you ?
Why, why repine, my pensive friend,
At pleasures slipped away?
Some will the stern fates never lend,
And all refuse to stay.
I see the rainbow in the sky,
The dew upon the grass,
I see them, and I ask not why
They glimmer or they pass.
With folded arms I linger not
To call them back; ’twere vain;
In this, or in some other spot,
I know they’ll shine again.