Recitative:
 Look down, harmonious Saint,
 whilst we do celebrate thy art and thee!
 of Musick's force the wonders show,
 the most of Heav'n we here can know.

Aria:
 Sweet accents all your numbers grace,
 touch ev'ry trembling string;
 each note in justest order place
 of Harmony we'll sing.

 It charms the soul, delights the ear,
 to it all passions bow,
 it gives us hope, it conquers fear,
 and rules we know not how.