And crown His plan.
[IMMORTAL SAILS]
NOW, in a breath, we'll burst those gates of gold,
And ransack heaven before our moment fails.
Now, in a breath, before we, too, grow old,
We'll mount and sing and spread immortal sails.
It is not time that makes eternity.
Love and an hour may quite out-run the years,
And give us more to hear and more to see