Bless This Joyous Songster

'Twas a dreary morn at best Veiled neath leaden clouds, Job's patience it would test To oust this morose shroud. Sol bore unseeing eyes Declining he to call, Overhead, ashen skies Dispersed their languid pall. From this dismal, doleful day There voiced a symphony, Welcome solace came my way, Eclipsing ennui. Whatever reason to rejoice He aired his sweet refrain, Rapturous, in full voice He sang, and sang again. Ne'er a sweeter song I'd heard Nor finer melodies, God bless this joyous songster His tidings, lifted me.