Omnis Mundi Creatura Lyrics

Any worldly creature
Is like a book, a painting
To serve as a mirror
Faithful representation
Of our life, of our death
Of our state, of our lot

Our condition is painted by the rose
Of our state, a great gloss and
A lesson from our existence
In full bloom in the early morning
Flourishing flower falling out of blossom
In the oldness of the night