The leaf that fallsThe sparrow that fliesThe heart that beatsThe heart that fails.
The child of Your creation bornTo shouts of joy from angels,The elder who falls asleep, Carried to your throne by ministering spirits,
The wind does not blow without Your will and direction,The sea dare not cross its boundary.
The rooster does not crow three timesWithout your knowledge.Your people, slumberingWaken to new lifeIn You--
The King
