The moon's soft light,
the stars so bright,The glorious orb of day,
He shines in them; His beauty - might -Reflected lights are they.
The majestic morn, the melting eve,The boundless billowing sea,
In nature's beauty, songs of birds,
I see through them - it is He.When dire calamity seizes me,
The heart seems weak and faint,
All nature seems to crush me down,With laws that never bend.
Meseems I hear Thee whispering sweetMy love, "I am near", "I am near".
My heart gets strong. With thee, my love,A thousand deaths no fear.
Thou speakest in the mother's layThou shuts the babies eye,
When innocent children laugh and play,I see Thee standing by.