Gustav Holst - Hymn to Vena lyrics
[Gustav Holst - Hymn to Vena lyrics]
Vena comes, born of light
He drives the many-colour’d clouds onward
Here, where the sunlight and
The waters mingle our songs float up and
Caress the new-born infant
The child of cloud and mist appeareth
On the ridge of the sky
He shines on the summit of creation
The hosts proclaim the glory
Of our common Father
He hath come to the bosom of his beloved
Smiling on him
She beareth him to highest heav’n
With yearning heart on thee we gaze
O gold-wing’d messenger of mighty gods
Wise men see him in their libations
As the sacrifice mounts to
The eternal heights
Mingling with our solemn chant
He stands erect in highest heav’n
Clad in noble raiment
Arm’d with shining weapons
Hurling light to the farthest region
Rejoicing in his radiant splendour
He drives the many-colour’d clouds onward
Here, where the sunlight and
The waters mingle our songs float up and
Caress the new-born infant
The child of cloud and mist appeareth
On the ridge of the sky
He shines on the summit of creation
The hosts proclaim the glory
Of our common Father
He hath come to the bosom of his beloved
Smiling on him
She beareth him to highest heav’n
With yearning heart on thee we gaze
O gold-wing’d messenger of mighty gods
Wise men see him in their libations
As the sacrifice mounts to
The eternal heights
Mingling with our solemn chant
He stands erect in highest heav’n
Clad in noble raiment
Arm’d with shining weapons
Hurling light to the farthest region
Rejoicing in his radiant splendour