1. THE ANTICOSMIC OVERDRIVE

This is the anti, the anticosmic overload
And storms in emulation growl
From land to sea, from sea to land
And fashion as they wildly howl

Though none may hope to fathom thee
Still glorious are thy works of might

A circling wonder working band
Destructive flames in mad career
Precede thy thunders on their way
Yet lord thy messengers revere

In spreading billows foams the ocean
Spheres whirl around in endless motion
And cliff and sea with mighty shock
Still glorious are thy works of might

This is the anti, the anticosmic overload
Revolves the earth in splendour bright
From land to sea, from sea to land
And fashion as they wildly howl


2. CHOIR OF SPIRITS

In his blest name, who was his own creation
Who from all time makes his own vocation
The name of him who makes our faith so bright
Love, confidence, activity and might

In that ones name who named through oft he be
Unknown is ever in reality
As far as our ear can reach
Or eyesight dim

Thou findest but the known resembling him
How high soar thy fiery spirit hovers
Its smile and type it straight discovers
Onward, thou art drawn
With feelings light and clear

Where ever thou goest, your mind is the way
No more thou numbrest, reckonest no time
Each step is infinite, each step sublime

Unknown is ever in reality
As far as our ear can reach
Or eyesight dim


3. INCARNATED

When the moist and balmy gale
Round the verdant meadow sights,
Odors sweet in misty veil
At the twilight-hour arise
Murmurings soft of calm repose

Rock the heart to child-like rest,
And the day’s bright portals close
On the eyes with toil oppressed
Night already reigns over all

Strangely star linked to star
Planets, mighty sparkling small
Glitter near and gleam afar
Gleam above in clearer night

Glitter in the glassy sea
Pledging pure and calm delight
Rules the moon in majesty
Now each well known hour is over

Trust the newborn eye of day
Vales grow verdant, hillocks teem
Shady nooks the bushes yield and with waving silvery gleam
Wouldst thou wish for wish obtain

Cast the shell of sleep away
Tarry not, but be thou bold
When the many loiter still
All with ease may be controlled