"And oh what streams of music sweet, and clear,
" Shall drown in deep delight their raptur'd souls!
"Ay me, in vain to man's unpurged ear
" Their heavenly notes each tuneful planet rolls!
"Ay me, in vain with softly-thrilling voice,
" Thro' every land they hymn their Maker's praise,
"While choirs of young-ey'd cherubims rejoice,
" And to their golden harps mellifluous lays
"Attuning, holy, holy, holy, sing,
" O Lord, Almighty God, the saints' eternal king!