Let all human flesh be silent,
Stand in awe and holy fear,
Cast all earthly thought behind it,
For the King of heaven is near.
Lo, He cometh, King Eternal,
Christ our God, He comes to die;
And His flesh as food He giveth,
To the Faithful who draw nigh.
Hosts angelic go before Him,
Decked in dazzling pomp of state,
Cherub, seraph, winged and watchful,
Heavenly Prince, and Potentate.
And they bow in lowly worship
'Neath the covering of their wings,
While they chant thrice 'Alleluia,
To the mighty King of kings,
|First Line:||Let all human flesh be silent|
|Title:||Let all human flesh be silent|
|Source:||From the Liturgy of St. James|