Planet, Stars, and Airs of Space

Planets, stars, and airs of space, and you most radiant firmament, Depths profound, and cliffs whose face By echo;s mighty wave is rent. Shout exultant let your singing upward through the clouds go winging.

Your voice, Man, let now ascend To heights to which the heart aspires; With your song of joy shall blend, The chanting of the angel choirs. That to shepherds as they're singing Now the glorious news is bringing.

Joy shall crown the peaks of snow And joy shall bless the lowliest vale; Joy goes with us where we go, And over all shall joy prevail. Joy abides within our portal God today was born a mortal.