“Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands, robed in the “Fair are the meadows, fairer

rer still the woodlands, robed in the

blooming garb of spring; blooming garb of spring;

Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer, who makes the woeful heart to Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer, who makes the woeful heart to
sing.” From the hymn, Fairest Lord Jesus sing.” From the hymn, Fairest Lord Jesus