Epilogue

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us, full of grace and truth. Emmanuel, God with us

Ring out, ye crystal spheres
Once bless our human ears
If ye have power to touch our senses so;
And let your silver chime
Move in melodious time
And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow;
And with your ninefold harmony
Make up full consort to the angelic symphony

Such music (as 'tis said)
Beforе was never made
But whеn of old the sons of morning sung
While the Creator great
His constellations set
And the well_balanced world on hinges hung
And cast the dark foundations deep
And bid the weltering waves their oozy channel keep

Yea, truth and justice then
Will down return to men
Orbed in a rainbow; and, like glories wearing
Mercy will sit between
Throned in celestial sheen
With radiant feet the tissued clouds down steering;
And heaven, as at some festival
Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall