Alleluia, hymn of sweetness,

Joyful voice of ceaseless praise;

Alleluia, pleasant anthem,

Choirs celestial sweetly raise:

This the song of those abiding

In the house of God always.

Alleluia, Mother Salem,

All Thy people joy in song;

Alleluia, walls and bulwarks

Evermore the notes prolong:

Ah! beside the streams of Babel,

Exiled, weep we o’er our wrong.

Alleluia, ’tis befitting

That our song should falter here;

Alleluia, can we sing it

When the clouds of wrath appear?

To bemoan our sin with weeping,

Now the time is drawing near.

Trinity, for ever blessed!

May we sing the gladsome lay,

When from sin our souls are severed,

And the clouds have passed away,

And we share the Easter glory,

In the realms of endless day?