The sun rises and the sun sets
And hurries back to where it rises
Wind to the south, and wind to the north
Ever returning, returning on its course

All streams flow into the sea
Yet the sea is never full
The streams return again without an ounce of toil
What has been, will be again, nothing new under the sun
There is nothing new under the sun

Lest the adversary misunderstand our hand
Lest the adversary misunderstand, misundertand and say our hand has triumphed

What has been will be again
Nothing new under the sun
What has been, will be again to exalt flesh
What has been will be again
Nothing new under the sun
What has been will be done again to exalt flesh

Lest the adversary misunderstand our hand
Lest the adversary misunderstand, misunderstand and say our hand has triumphed

Remove our worthless idols
Wreck our pride
Remove our worthless idols
Wreck my pride
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Kindle a fire that burns to the realm of death below
Devour the earth and its harvests