Though Rude Winds Usher Thee, Sweet Day Lyrics

1. Though rude winds usher thee, sweet day,
Though clouds thy face deform,
Though nature's grace is swept away
Before thy sleety storm;
Ev'n in thy sombrest wintry vest,
Of blessed days thou art most blest.

2. Nor frigid air nor gloomy morn
Shall check our jubilee;
Bright is the day when Christ was born,
No sun need shine but He;
Let roughest storms their coldest blow,
With love of Him our hearts shall glow.

3. Inspired with high and holy thought,
Fancy is on the wing;
It seems as to mine ear it brought
Those voices carolling,
Voices through heaven and earth that ran,
Glory to God, good-will to man.

4. I see the shepherds gazing wild
At those fair spirits of light;
I see them bending o'er the Child
With that untold delight
Which marks the face of those who view
Things but too happy to be true.

5. There, in the lowly manger laid,
Incarnate God they see;
He stoops to take, through spotless maid,
Our frail humanity:
Son of high God, creation's Heir,
He leaves His Heaven to raise us there.

6. Through Him, Lord, we are born anew,
Thy children once again;
Oh! day by day our hearts renew,
That Thine we may remain,
And, angel-like, may all agree,
One sweet and holy family.

7. Oft, as this joyous morn doth come
To speak our Saviour's love,
O, may it bear our spirits home,
Where He now Reigns above;
That day which brought Him from the skies,
And man restores to Paradise!

8. Then let winds usher thee, sweet day,
Let clouds thy face deform;
Though nature's grace is swept away
Before thy sleety storm;
Ev'n in thy sombrest wintry vest
Of blessed days thou art most blest.