On Virtue lyrics

O thou bright jewel in my aim I strive
To comprehend thee. Thine own words declare
Wisdom is higher than a fool can reach
I cease to wonder, and no more attempt
Thine height t’explore, or fathom thy profound
But, O my soul, sink not into despair
Virtue is near thee, and with gentle hand
Would now embrace thee, hovers o’er thine head
Fain would the heaven-born soul with her converse
Then seek, then court her for her promised bliss

Auspicious queen, thine heavenly pinions spread
And lead celestial Chastity along;
Lo! now her sacred retinue descends
Arrayed in glory from the orbs above
Attend me, Virtue, thro’ my youthful years!
O leave me not to the false joys of time!
But guide my steps to endless life and bliss
Greatness, or Goodness, say what I shall call thee
To give an higher appellation still
Teach me a better strain, a nobler lay
O Thou, enthroned with Cherubs in the realms of day!