The strain upraise of joy and praise, Alleluia

The strain upraise of joy and praise, Alleluia.

To the glory of their King
Shall the ransom'd people sing Alleluia.

And the Choirs that dwell on high
Shall re-echo through the sky Alleluia.

They through the fields of Paradise that roam,
The blessed ones, repeat through that bright home Alleluia.

The planets glittering on their heavenly way,
The shining constellations, join, and say Alleluia.

Ye clouds that onward sweep!
Ye winds on pinions light!
Ye thunders, echoing loud and deep!
Ye lightnings, wildly bright!
In sweet consent unite your Alleluia.

Ye floods and ocean billows!
Ye storms and winter snow!
Ye days of cloudless beauty!
Hoar frost and summer glow!
Ye groves that wave in spring,
And glorious forests, sing Alleluia.

First let the birds, with painted plumage gay,
Exalt their great Creator's praise, and say Alleluia.

Then let the beasts of earth with varying strain,
Join in Creation's Hymn, and cry again Alleluia.

Thou jubilant abyss of ocean, cry Alleluia.
Ye tracts of earth and continents, reply Alleluia.

To God, Who all Creation made,
The frequent hymn be duly paid: Alleluia.

Now from all men be outpour'd
Alleluia to the Lord;
With Alleluia evermore
The Son and Spirit we adore.

Praise be done to the Three in One.
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!