How tedious and tasteless the hours

How tedious and tasteless the hours. John Newton* (1725-1807).  From Olney Hymns (1779), Book I, ‘On select Texts of Scripture’, headed ‘ None upon earth I desire besides thee. Psal. lxxiii. 25.’ It had four stanzas:  How tedious and tasteless the hours,  When Jesus no longer I see; Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flow’rs,  Have lost all their sweetness with me: That mid-summer sun shines but dim,  The fields strive in vain to look gay; But when I am happy in him,  December’s as pleasant as May.  His name yields the richest perfume,  And sweeter than music his voice; His presence disperses my gloom,  And makes all within me rejoice: I should, were he always thus nigh,  Have...

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