Blessed night how I desire thee today,
Knowing that twilight will bring you to me...

Love, you wicked source of my tireless yearnings,
Why do you perplex me so...

Lying so delicately beside me,
Within these coverlets we reside...

Blessed spirit of my love
What a glorious morn this be...

My heart I had so freely offered thee
And yet this heart is now torn...

What is this thorn that this day pierces my heart?
This abiding sadness and aloneness...

O what mortals agony is this?
A hearts deepest despair...

The sun breaks over the horizon
The dew mists lightly in the grass...

Mornings' daybreak beckons my spirit Arise!
The suns glistening's among the dew...

The Blessed Heart
Tis with anticipation wild...

How do I show her my love?
How do I prove my worthiness of her affection...

There is no sun for the want of heart,
Shadows now form where there was light...