Just one short line of a chorus sung

With voices strongly blended in unison

Told the whole of an ancient melody,

Of the praise befitting an eternal king.

The words they sang in loud refrain

Hushed the listing throng that quickly came

To stand in awe, in sheer adoration

For the Prince of Peace, the hope of nations.

And then the words every heart

By crescendo rang as from the start,

As the theme that guides the seraphim,

That's simply said, Oh remember him.