The Seasons, Hob.XXI 3 Spring: No. 2, Come, Gentle Spring! (Chorus)

Come, gentle Spring!
 Thou gift of Heaven, come!
 From frozen wint'ry grave
 Bid drowsy Nature rise!
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 Come, gentle Spring!
 Bid drowsy Nature rise!
 From frozen wint'ry grave
 Bid drowsy Nature rise!
 From frozen wint'ry grave
 Come, gentle Spring!
 Thou gift of Heaven, come!
 Come, gentle Spring! (Come, gentle Spring!)
 Thou gift of Heaven, come! (Thou gift of Heaven, come!)
 Come, gentle Spring! (Come, gentle Spring!)
 Thou gift! Thou gift of Heaven, come!
 The smiling Spring is almost here
 The linden blossom soon will cheer
 And all will burst to life again
 The smiling Spring
 The smiling Spring
 Is almost here!
 The smiling Spring is almost here!
 Take heed! Do not rejoice so soon
 Take heed! Do not rejoice so soon
 For creeping mists and freezing fogs abound
 And Winter oft returns to spread o'er shoots and buds
 A deadly, malicious frost
 Come gentle Spring!
 Thou gift of Heaven, come!
 Descend upon our verdant plains
 O come, gentle Spring
 Make haste, do not delay!
 O come (o come)
 O come (o come)
 O come
 Make haste, do not delay!
 Make haste, do not delay!
 O come (o come)
 O come!
 Make haste, do not delay!
 Make haste, do not delay!
 O come
 O come
 Come!
 Come!