作曲 : George Frideric Hande
As from the pow'r of sacred lays
As from the pow'r of sacred lays
The spheres began to move,
The spheres began to move,
And sung the great Creator's praise
To all the blest above,
And sung the great Creator's praise
To all the blest above,
So, when the last and dreadful hour
This crumbling pageant shall devour,
So, when the last and dreadful hour
This crumbling pageant shall devour,
The Trumpet shall be heard on high,
The Trumpet shall be heard on high,
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
The dead shall live,
The dead shall live,
The dead shall live,
The dead shall live,
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
The dead shall live,
The dead shall live,
The dead shall live,
The dead shall live,
The dead shall live,
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
The dead shall live,
The dead shall live,
the living die,
The dead shall live,
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
The dead shall live,
the living die,
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
The dead shall live,
the living die,
The dead shall live,
the living die,
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
The dead shall live,
the living die,
The dead shall live,
the living die,
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.
The Trumpet shall be heard on high,
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
The Trumpet shall be heard on high,
The dead shall live,
the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky.
And Music shall untune the sky.