Man has circled the globe

And the wealth of the earth is his

With benevolent rule

He has risen to great acclaim

He has named all the stars

The descendants of Abraham

And the waters and the winds

And the humors and the bones

And the follies and the sins

All that man has made his own

He has built a lofty tower

From the rubble of the stones

He has mastered every tongue

And forever will be known

Man has planted and grown

An abundance of all good things

To the glory of God

Has commissioned each masterpiece

An unceasing advance

What improvements to his mind

Both in science and in art

Wisdom’s sight unto the blind

All the wonders man has wrought!

Man will one day reduce

All the myst’ries of alchemy

And of temporal pain

He will eat from the Tree of Life

It is ripe with good fruit

With a circlet of gold

And a castle of ivory

And a scepter of iron

He will uphold the prophet’s hands

And the lands will be won as the writings foretold

Neither dying nor life

Angels or principalities

Powers now or to come

Soaring heights or the darkest depths

Nor the fearsomest beasts

Shall be able to separate

Man from the love of his God

Which is in Jesus Christ our Lord

If God is for us

Then no one can be against

And in all of these things

We are better than conquerors

Virum mihi, Camena

Insece versutum

Man has fashioned machines

To increase for posterity

The enjoyment of life

Feed the hungry, cure the ill

Shelter beggars on the street

Care for mothers and for children

The great become the least

Man’s ambition is vast

And his resources infinite

There is nothing to fear

He will do what he thinks is right

Be enlightened at last

I have made good my claim

Both to valor and industry

Thus I challenge my share

Of wisdom—we are but men

And the end clips our wings

When we pitch where we aim

The thing that hath been

It is that which shall be

And that which is done

Is that which shall be done

And there is no new thing under the sun

There is no new thing under the sun