- Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee,
God of glory, Lord of love;
Hearts unfold like flow’rs before Thee,
Op’ning to the sun above.
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness;
Drive the dark of doubt away;
Giver of immortal gladness,
Fill us with the light of day!
- All Thy works with joy surround Thee,
Earth and heav’n reflect Thy rays,
Stars and angels sing around Thee,
Center of unbroken praise.
Field and forest, vale and mountain,
Flow’ry meadow, flashing sea,
Singing bird and flowing fountain
Call us to rejoice in Thee.
- By Henry J van Dyke
Heavenly Father, melt the clouds of sin and sadness in the lives and hearts of those in France. Lord, we pray that as the beauty of the winter unfolds in the Mountains of France that people will see you as God, the giver of immortal gladness, and rejoice in thee. We pray for the salvation of France, so that You might be glorified. We pray in the precious name of Jesus. Amen.