You blessed Soules, who stand before
Th'eternal King, and so long see
The glory that you changed be
Into that Glory you adore,
Prayze that great Founder, and above,
Admire His Power, and blesse his Love.

You who when Lucifer did fal,
Kept your first standing, and remain
Commanders of that mighty Train
Of which our Lord is General,
Angels, extoll the Almighty King,
And songs of Triumph to Him sing.

Thou, too, who with a borrowed ray,
When all the Lamps of Heaven hang out,
In the Night's silence walkst about,
And when the torch restorest the Day,
Fair Moon and Stars, extol God's Name,
And in your dance His Power proclaim.