the mighty chorus

Just making preparations for song-leading at Carey graduation, and spotted this gem of a line, which opens the fourth verse of Henry van Dyke’s hymn (to the tune of Ludwig van Beethoven’s Hymn to Joy), Joyful, Joyful We Adore Thee:

Mortals join the mighty chorus, which the morning stars began…

I love the thought of all of the vast ages upon ages of ‘chorusing’ that the stars have sounded.  And that we humble and small and relatively quiet humans get to ‘join’ (not lead!!) it.

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  1. I hear the stars make music of their own
    Praising their creator as the galaxies are grown
    Mountain heights point us to above
    And the oceans deepest depths, they tell us of his love
    I myself am smaller than these things
    But the praises that I have are the praises that I bring.

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