Your eyes - a love song to the Lord

You are my sunrise and sunset,

And all that comes between.

Each rain cloud and each dew drop

All mean you to me.

The wind whispers your name,

The birds sing of your ways,

The roses seem to smell of you,

To you the oceans wave.

Your love is the mighty oak,

The cool breeze like your kiss.

And the sweetest honey is still far from,

The sweetness of your lips.

If rain and dew and ocean dried,

Winds, birds, and roses ceased,

If gone the oak, cool breeze and honey,

Your love is still as sweet.

If the celestials would all be gone,

The sun not set or rise,

If all their beauties fade far away,

I'd still find heaven in your eyes.