Song of the World
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Song of the World
Kindled in me, the Flame Eternal Given the gift of minstrelsy Stars in the heavens born of song World in the darkness, shining, be! Let there be made amidst the void A place we will shape and dwell within Heaven and earth and air and sea Let the dawn of time begin Sing now of air, the sky above Province of eagles taking wing Winds in the clouds that carry back Tidings of every living thing Sing now of twilight over all Brightened with stars forever blest Shaped from the Fire, silver, gold Hope for the weary and oppressed Sing now of trees that spread their leaves Gathering wisdom o'er the years Words without voice that all could tell Watered with rainfall's loving tears Sing now of earth of craft and loom Silver and gold and jewels fair Mason and carver, smith and forge Guardian of all that labor there Sing of the sea that never slumbers Fountains of foam and waves and spray Life-blood of the world, in your depths Echoes of Music sing today Kindled in me, the Flame Eternal Given the gift of minstrelsy Stars in the heavens born of song World in the darkness, shining, be! |
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