1. The sun and the moon divine light
and the stars,
Bow down before the
most gloriuos King,
The glories of thine
holy host of Angels,
Kindle the light
before the creator of Heaven
Is worthy of praises,
thanks and glories.
2. By His words indeed,
the wind came to exist,
Crown Him now King,
Sing ye Sweet Melodies of joy,
That was bestowed unto thee,
Ye host of Angels of heavens
sacredness by the Saviour's love,
From Jesus Christ to ye brethren
on the earth. Amen