Johann Wolfgang Vohe
All thgs give token of thee!
As soon as the bright sun is shg,
Thou too wilt follow, I trt.
Whenthe garden thou walkst,
Thou then art the rose of all roses,
Lily of lilies as well.
When thou dost ovethe dance,
Theeltion oves also;
With thee and round thee they ove.
Night!oh, what bliss were the night!
For then thou oer shadowst the stre,
Dazzlg and fair, of the oon.
Dazzlg aeo art thou,
And flowers, and oon, and the p
Hoage pay, Sun, but to thee.
Sun!toalso be thou
Creator of days bright and glorio;
Life aernity this!