Season

 1 Spring|    gladdens our sad hearts.~O kind and loving God, how wondrous
 2 Spring|     tasty food slay their own kind and kin. ~That nasty thug,
 3 Summer|   much to be preferred to any kind of nuts. ~Our toothless
 4 Summer|     Father and our Benefactor kind, ~Who always cares for us -
 5 Autumn| goodly jug of whiskey of rare kind, ~And urged each guest to
 6 Autumn|       settled for the feast, ~Kind Krizas urged each one not
 7 Autumn|     the cuisine, ~To see what kind of bites were being baked
 8 Autumn|       their modest homes with kind parental care. ~Take men
 9 Winter| boiling pot. ~Just think what kind of food we'd have to eat
10 Winter|     us ofttimes cry,~With Thy kind providence, now are with