(translation by John Mason Neale)
The strain upraise of joy and praise, Alleluia.
To the glory of their King
Shall the ransom'd people sing Alleluia.
And the choirs that dwell on high
Shall re-echo through the sky, Alleluia.
They through the firlds of Paradise that roam,
The blessed ones, repeat through that bright home, Alleluia.
The planets glitt'ring in their heavenly way,
The shining constellations, join, and say Alleluia.
Ye clouds that onward sweep!
Ye winds on pinions light!
Ye thunders, echoing loud and deep!
Ye lightnings, wildly bright!
In sweet consent unite your Alleluia.
Ye floods and ocean billows!
Ye storms and winter snow!
Ye days of cloudless beauty!
Hoar frost and summer glow!
Ye groves that wave in spring,
And glorious forests, sing Alleluia.
First let the birds, with painted plumage gay,
Exalt their great Creator's praise, and say Alleluia.
Then let the beasts of earth with varying strain,
Join in Creation's Hymn, and cry again Alleluia.
Here let the mountains thunder forth, sonorous, Alleluia.
There, let the valleys sing in gentler chorus, Alleluia.
Thou jubilant abyss of ocean, cry Alleluia.
Ye tracts of earth and continents, reply Alleluia.
To God, Who all Creation made,
The frequent hymn be duly paid: Alleluia.
This is the strain, the eternal strain, the Lord of all things loves: Alleluia.
This is the song, the heav'nly song, that Christ Himself approves: Alleluia.
Wherefore we sing, both heart and voice awaking, Alleluia.
And children's voices echo, answer making, Alleluia.
Now from all men be outpour'd
Alleluias to the Lord;
With Alleluia evermore
The Son and Spirit we adore.
Praise be done ro the Three in One.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!