1. How tedious and tasteless the hours
When Jesus no longer I see!
Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet
flow'rs,
Have all lost their sweetness to me.
The midsummer 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.

2. 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 nothing to wish or to fear;
No mortal so happy as I;
My summer would last all the year.

3. Content with beholding His face,
My all to His pleasure resigned;
No changes of season or place,
Would make any change in my mind.
While blessed with a sense of His love,
A palace a toy would appear;
And prisons would palaces prove,
If Jesus would dwell with me there.

4. My Lord, if indeed I am Thine,
If Thou art my sun and my song,
Say, why do I languish and pine?
And why are my winters so long?
Oh, drive these dark clouds from the sky,
Thy soul-cheering presence restore;
Or take me to Thee up on high,
Where winter and clouds are no more.

How Tedious And Tasteless The Hours / New Tune (Abigail's Song)

Simple voice memos 🎶

2025:
- reunion w/ titus (pt.4) ✅
- songs dave wrote (w/ peter) ✅
- old recordings w trndywndy ✅
- YP songs w/ Tony
- singapore/taiwan trip
- hs conference songs (the good land)
- children songs (pt.3)

How Tedious And Tasteless The Hours / New Tune (Abigail's Song)

William Jeng