We are the music that God listens to.
Our lives are harmonies or discords in His ear.
In that awesome lonliness, forever new,
our alacritous ensembles draw Him near.
We are the music that God listens to.
Performing before that perfect Audience,
we raise our instruments in praise. Make
of us virtue's virtuosos. Let our reverence
be a lovely concertino for His sake.
We are the music that God listens to.