Oh friends, not these tones so drear,
But let us sing of cheer sincere,
With joyful hearts, our voices raise,
In jubilant, melodious praise.
Joy, joy, joy, O radiant spark divine,
Descended from Elysian line,
With fervent flames our souls inspire,
In heaven’s hall, our spirits higher.
Celestial beings, hallowed and true,
Within your haven, we renew,
Your enchantments weave their spell,
Uniting all, where differences fell.
In your gentle wings, we find repose,
Where every heart in kinship glows,
Friend with friend, in bonds secure,
With loyal love, forevermore.
The faithful spouse, in joy’s embrace,
In jubilance, their cheers we trace,
And souls that stir on earthly sod,
Join in chorus, praising God.
Yet those who weep in solitude,
From bonds of joy are not subdued,
All creatures, from nature’s breast,
Partake in joy, divinely blessed.
In life’s embrace, where friendships end,
The worm finds solace, true and friend,
And cherubs, by God’s throne, delight,
In suns that blaze, in endless flight.
Brothers, let us heed the call,
To triumph as heroes, one and all,
In heaven’s grand design, we run,
Our course with joy, till day is done.
Run, brothers, run, with hearts aglow,
Through triumph’s path, we boldly go,
In jubilant stride, our journey take,
Like heroes bold, our joy awake.
Joyful, joyful, like heroes we fly,
O’er stars that light the vast sky,
With boundless love, our spirits rise,
To realms where our dear Father lies.
Millions, be embraced in this kiss divine,
For all the world, this love is thine,
Brothers, beyond the starry dome,
Our Father dwells, in heavenly home.
Millions, do you feel the Creator’s might?
Above the stars, in realms of light,
In infinite grace, He reigns on high,
In joyous praise, let our spirits fly.
:: 03.25.2024 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 