Sound over all waters, reach out from all lands, The chorus of voices, the clasping of hands; Sing hymns that were sung by the stars of the morn, Sing songs of the angels when Jesus was born. Blow, bugles of battle, the marches of peace; East, west, north, and south, let the strong quarrel cease; Sing songs of great joy that the angels began, Of glory to God and of good will to man.