My Loves

I love to see the big white moon,
  A-shining in the sky;
I love to see the little stars,
  When the shadow clouds go by.

I love the rain drops falling
  On my roof-top in the night;
I love the soft wind’s sighing,
  Before the dawn’s gray light.

I love the deepness of the blue,
  In my Lord’s heaven above;
But better than all these things I think,
  I love my lady love.