Mortals awake, with angels join
And chant the solemn lay,
Joy, love, and gratitude combine
To hail th'auspicious day,
To hail th'auspicious day,
To hail th'auspicious day,
To hail th'auspicious day,
To hail th'auspicious day.
Swift through
the vast expanse it flows,
And loud the echo rolls;
The theme, the song, the joy was new,
'Twas more than Heavn could hold,
'Twas more than Heavn could hold,
'Twas more than Heavn could hold,
'Twas more than Heavn could hold,
'Twas more than Heavn could hold.
Hail,
prince of Light, forever hail!
Redeemer, brother, friend;
Though earth and time and life shall fail,
Thy praise shall never end,
Thy praise shall never end,
Thy praise shall never end,
Thy praise shall never end,
Thy praise shall never end.
