Lyrics (continued):

2. Kings of kings, yet born of Mary, as of old on earth be stood,
   Loord of lords, in human vesture, in the body and the blood,
   he will give to all the faithful his own self for heav'nly food.
   
3. Rank on rang the host of heaven spreads its vanguard on the way,
   as the Light of light descendeth from the realms of endless day,
   that the powers of hell may vanish as the darkness clears away.
   
4. At his feet the six-winged seraph; cherubim, with sleepless eye,
   veil their faces to the prescence, as with ceaseless voice they cry,
   "Al-le-lu-ia, al-le-lu-ia, al-le-lu-ia, Lord Most Hight!"