Arthur Hinds - Sing lyrics

Though we glory in words and in music An end we're bringing Though not to provoke, your patience testing Of you, kind folk, we are requesting Hold most precious these few ancient moments As they come springing From limits broken and liberties taken From right names spoken and words reawakened Keep found wisdom well banked in your heartbeat And go forth singing Of joy and honor, comfort and beauty Truth and laughter, reverence and duty Go and sing to the anxious haste of the world Sing