Music: George Frideric Hande
From harmony, from heav'nly harmony
This universal frame began:
When Nature underneath a heap
Of jarring atoms lay,
When Nature underneath a heap
Of jarring atoms lay,
And could not heave her head,
The tuneful voice was heard from high:
"Arise, Arise, Arise,
Ye more than dead."
Then cold, and hot, and moist, and dry,
In order to their stations leap,
Then cold, and hot, and moist, and dry,
In order to their stations leap,
And Music's pow'r obey.
And Music's pow'r obey.