Sing to the Lord! Oh, let us shout his praise!
More lofty pæans let our masters raise.
Midst clouds of golden light, a pathway clear,
With soaring soul, these martyred saints have trod
To Him, the only true Almighty God!
Earth’s tumults wild and pagan darkness drear,
To bonds of peace and songs of joy give way:
Behold! we bring you light—one everlasting day!
Sing to the Lord! No more shall frantic Sibyl’s yell,
Watchful Augurs, or those of magic spell,