At A Solemn Musick

1Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heav'ns joy,

2Sphear-born harmonious Sisters, Voice, and Vers,

3Wed your divine sounds, and mixt power employ

4Dead things with inbreath'd sense able to pierce,

5And to our high-rais'd phantasie present,

6That undisturbed Song of pure content,

7Ay sung before the saphire-colour'd throne

8To him that sits theron

9With Saintly shout, and solemn Jubily,

10Where the bright Seraphim in burning row

11Their loud up-lifted Angel trumpets blow,

12And the Cherubick host in thousand quires

13Touch their immortal Harps of golden wires,

14With those just Spirits that wear victorious Palms,

15Hymns devout and holy Psalms

16Singing everlastingly;

17That we on Earth with undiscording voice

18May rightly answer that melodious noise;

19As once we did, till disproportion'd sin

20Jarr'd against natures chime, and with harsh din

21The fair musick that all creatures made

22To their great Lord, whose love their motion sway'd

23In perfect Diapason, whilst they stood

24In first obedience, and their state of good.

25O may we soon again renew that Song,

26And keep in tune with Heav'n, till God ere long

27To his celestial consort us unite,

28To live with him, and sing in endles morn of light.