All things love thee, so do I
Charles Edward Horn
1.
Gentle waves upon the deep,
Murmur soft when thou dost sleep,
Little birds upon the tree,
Sing their sweetest songs for thee,
their sweetest songs for thee.
Cooling gales with voices low,
In the tree tops gently blow,
Dearest when in slumber's lie,
All things love thee so do I,
Dearest When in slumbers lie,
All things love thee so do I,
All things love thee,
All things love thee,
All things love thee, so do I,
2.
When thou walk'est the sea Will pour
threasures for thee To the shore
and the earth, in plant and tree,
Bring forth fruit and flower's for thee
fruit and flowers for thee.
While the glorious stars above,
Shine on thee like trusting love,
Dearest when in slumbers lie,
All things love thee so do I,
Dearest When in slumbers lie
All things love thee so do I,
All things love thee,
All things love thee,
All things love thee so do I.