The earth and its life beneath stir,
Shaking off the cold, hard crust,
Bulbs erupt in bursts of spring glory,
and bask in the strengthening sun.
Joyous light, creator of all,
Push out your rays,
Reach the ground.
Globe of hope and warmth,
Raise the bulbs, wake the buds,
Stir the young, feed the earth.
Let us not forget your power,
And your joy.