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.