Behold, the Lightener of the Stars

Behold the Lightener of the stars 
On the crest of the clouds, 
And the choralists of the sky Lauding Him. 
Coming down with acclaim 
From the Father above, 
Harp and Lyre of song 
Sounding to Him. 
Christ, Thou refuge of my love, 
Why should not I raise Thy fame! 
Angels and saints melodious