Listen! The shores of other climes with golden songs are ringing!
Listen! The breezes of the dawn their heaven-borne echoes bringing!
Bow down! and bow the heart and knee tonight in worship lowly,
Bow down and hear earth’s children sing the songs of joy most holy!
They come in waves of white-robed wonder
Over hill and ocean they come!
And all the races rise to follow in their motion.
Hail them! the name they cry is one,
And one the heavenly story!
Hail them and join O soul tonight to theirs,
Thy song of glory.