Bring Back the Spring Time

When in the spring the flow'rs are blooming bright and fair.

After the gray of winter's gone,

Once again the lark begins its tuning.

Back in the meadows of my home.

Lord, to my heart bring back the springtime.

Take away the cold and dark of sin,

Oh, refill me now, Sweet Holy Spirit,

May I warm and tender be again.

Lord, make me like that stream that flows so cool and clear,

Down from the mountains high above;

I will tell the world the wondrous story.

O the precious stream filled with your love.

Lord, to my heart bring back the springtime.

Take away the cold and dark of sin,

Oh, refill me now, Sweet Holy Spirit,

May I warm and tender be again.