Chorus

And doth the charge that Gabriel brought from God You thus disturb? This but a frenzy seems. Who dares to reprehend the high command? Who so presumptuous himself against The Godhead to oppose? To give to God His honor and His Right, to rest upon His law, this is our bounden charge. Who dares To enter here with God's Omnipotence In such dispute? His word and nod and will Serve as our law and pace and precept firm. Who contradiction breathes doth break the seal Of the Most High. Obedience doth please The Ruler of this Realm far more than smell Of incense or divinest harmonies. Ye are (oh! be ye not so vain, we pray, Of boasted lineage) created more For such subjection than for rulership. O brothers, cease this wailing and lament. And bow beneath the yoke of the Power Supreme.

Luciferians:

Say rather 'neath the yoke of swarming ants.

Chorus:

Whene'er it pleases Him, ye should submit.

Luciferians:

What have we done amiss? The reasons tell.

Chorus:

Amiss? Impatience doth God's crown offend.

Luciferians:

Through sorrow we complain, through discontent.

Chorus:

Ye should instead your will resign to God.

Luciferians:

We rest upon the Rights given us by law.

Chorus:

Subject to God your Rights and law remain.

Luciferians:

How can the greater to the lesser yield?

Chorus:

Who is resigned—to serve God is to rule.

Luciferians:

Most freely, let but man rule there below.

Chorus:

Though small his lot, man lives in sweet content.

Luciferians:

But man is destined for a higher lot.

Chorus:

Ages shall come and go ere this shall be.

Luciferians:

An age below is but an instant here.

Chorus:

Thus be it, if it be command supreme.

Luciferians:

Far better were this mystery ne'er disclosed.

Chorus:

God in His kindness thus reveals His heart.

Luciferians:

Yet kinder towards mankind, now placed above.

Chorus:

Allied with God's own nature, wonderful!

Luciferians:

O Angels, would that God did pair with you!

Chorus:

What pleases God is ever rightly praised.

Luciferians:

How could He thus exalt mankind so high?

Chorus:

Whatever God does, or yet may do, is well.

Luciferians:

How man shall dim the crown the Angels wear!

Chorus:

All Angels shall the God incarnate praise.

Luciferians:

And worship clay and dust down in the dust?

Chorus:

And praise God's name with odors and with song.

Luciferians:

And praise mankind, constrained by higher Powers?