What power can every Passion's throne controul?
What power can boast the charm divine,
To still the tempest of the soul?
Celestial Harmony, that mighty charm is thine!
She, heavenly-born, came down to visit earth,
When from God's eternal throne
The beam of all-creative Wisdom shone,
And spake fair Order into birth.
At Wisdom's call she robed yon glittering skies,
Attun'd the spheres, and taught consenting orbs to rise.
Angels wrapt in wonder stood,
And saw that all was fair, and all was good.
'Twas then, ye sons of God, in bright array
Ye shouted o'er creation's day:
Then kindling into joy,
The morning stars together sung:
And thro' the vast ethereal sky
Seraphic hymns and loud hosannahs rung.