The Sun To Me Is Dark And

And Now The Herald Lark Left His Ground-nest, High Tow'ring To Descry The Morn's Approach, And Greet Her With His Song.

At His Birth A Star, Unseen Before In Heaven, Proclaims Him Come.

God Is Thy Law, Thou Mine.

Fear Of Change Perplexes Monarchs.

Only This I Know, That One Celestial Father Gives To All.