This is the anti, the anticosmic overload   And storms in emulation growl   From land to sea, from sea to land   And fashion as they wildly howl      Though none may hope to fathom thee   Still glorious are thy works of might      A circling wonder working band   Destructive flames in mad career   Precede thy thunders on their way   Yet lord thy messengers revere      In spreading billows foams the ocean   Spheres whirl around in endless motion   And cliff and sea with mighty shock   Still glorious are thy works of might      This is the anti, the anticosmic overload   Revolves the earth in splendour bright   From land to sea, from sea to land   And fashion as they wildly howl