For I bless God in the libraries of the learned and for all the booksellers in the world.

Glorious the song, when God's the theme.

For every house is incomplete without him, and a blessing is lacking in the spirit.

There is nothing sweeter than his peace when at rest, for there is nothing brisker than his life when in motion.

For I bless God in the libraries of the learned and for all the booksellers in the world.

Awake before the sun is risen, I call for my pen and papers and desk.

For the flowers are great blessings. For the Lord made a Nosegay in the meadow with his disciples and preached upon the lily. For the flowers have great virtues for all senses. For the flower glorifies God and the root parries the adversary. For the flowers have their angels even the words of God's creation. For there is a language of flowers. For there is a sound reasoning upon all flowers. For flowers are peculiarly the poetry of Christ.