Child sing, chant his praise.
What game it is I see you play
With shrill cry shrieks of joy escape
Unto the Lord enthroned on high:
Child sing, chant his praise.
What gaze of her to Him it is
With His reliance, and hers to His,
As in His eyes lie all delight:
Child sing, chant his praise
What love of two becoming one
With shrill cry shrieks of those of love
Unto their Lord enthroned above:
Child sing, chant his praise.
What files it thence, these ages past
With light, dawning now at last
Upon a wheel \'ed throne?
Child sing, chant his praise.
What tests have tempted damned despair
With shrill cry shrieks of pain ensnared
Unto one chest, one final breath:
Child sing, chant his praise.