This Our Joy and This Our Feast =============================== w: "Piae Cantiones", 1582 m: Bob Moore, 1999 [Verse 1] Spring has now unwrapped its flow'rs; Day is fast reviving. Life in all its fertile pow'rs Toward the light is striving. Herb and plant that winter long Slumbered at their leisure. Now bestirring green and strong Find in growth their pleasure! Alleluia! Alleluia, alleluia! [Verse 2] All the world has come alive. All the earth is budding. Bees are humming round the hive, Done with winter's brooding. Snow and frost have been undone. Winds are soft and tender. High above the regal sun Shines in all its splendor! Alleluia. Alleluia, alleluia! [Verse 3] This our joy and this our feast, this our great surprising: Young and old and best and least See their own arising. We, the newborn patterns are Of our God and Maker; Christ, our spring beyond compare! Christ, our good creator! Alleluia!