Sound over all wa­ters, reach out from all lands,
The chor­us of voic­es, the clasp­ing of hands;
Sing hymns that were sung by the stars of the morn,
Sing songs of the an­gels when Je­sus was born.

Blow, bu­gles of bat­tle, the march­es of peace;
East, west, north, and south, let the strong quar­rel cease;
Sing songs of great joy that the an­gels be­gan,
Of glo­ry to God and of good will to man!

With glad ju­bi­la­tions, bring hope to the na­tions,
The dark night is end­ing, and dawn has be­gun;
Rise, hope of the ag­es, arise like the sun;
All speech flow to mu­sic, all hearts beat as one,
All speech flow to mu­sic, all hearts beat as one.