1. Sons of Michael, he approaches!Rise, the ancient father greet.Bow, ye thousands, low before him;Minister before his feet.Hail the patriarch’s glad reign,Spreading over sea and main.
2. Sons of Michael, ’tis his chariotRolls its burning wheels along!Raise aloft your voices millionIn a torrent pow’r of song.Hail our head with music soft!Raise sweet melodies aloft!
3. Mother of our generations,Glorious by great Michael’s side,Take thy children’s adoration;Endless with thy seed abide.Lo! to greet thee now advanceThousands in the glorious dance!
4. Raise a chorus, sons of Michael,Like old ocean’s roaring swell,Till the mighty acclamationThru rebounding space doth tellThat the ancient one doth reignIn his Father’s house again!
1. Sons of Michael, he approaches!Rise, the ancient father greet.Bow, ye thousands, low before him;Minister before his feet.Hail the patriarch’s glad reign,Spreading over sea and main.
2. Sons of Michael, ’tis his chariotRolls its burning wheels along!Raise aloft your voices millionIn a torrent pow’r of song.Hail our head with music soft!Raise sweet melodies aloft!
3. Mother of our generations,Glorious by great Michael’s side,Take thy children’s adoration;Endless with thy seed abide.Lo! to greet thee now advanceThousands in the glorious dance!
4. Raise a chorus, sons of Michael,Like old ocean’s roaring swell,Till the mighty acclamationThru rebounding space doth tellThat the ancient one doth reignIn his Father’s house again!
