Savior, visit thy plantation,
Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain;
All will come to dissolution,
Unless thou return again.


Turn to the Lord and seek redemption,
Sound the praise of his dear name,
Glory, honor and salvation,
Christ the Lord is come to reign.

Surely once the garden flourish’d,
Ev’ry part look’d gay and green;
There thy word our spirits nourish’d,
Happy seasons we have seen.


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