As the voice of many waters all saints sing as one, As the voice of an unclouded thundering; Unswayed by the changing moon and unswayed by the sun, As the voice of many waters all saints sing. Circling round the rainbow of their perfect ring, Twelve thousand times twelve thousand voices in unison Swell the triumph, swell the praise of Christ the King. Where raiment is white of blood-steeped linen slowly spun, Where crowns are golden of Love's own largessing, Where eternally the ecstasy is but begun, As the voice of many waters all saints sing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DESCRIPTIONS by VIRGINIA A. ALLIN PIONEER WOMAN by EVA K. ANGLESBURG SLEEPING AND WAKING by JANE BARLOW THE FERRY by GEORGE HENRY BOKER WHEN WE ARE ALL ASLEEP by ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN |