Come, now, and hear the story
Of the Highest lord's glory
Everlasting and bright
Neverending in might
Manwë who dwells on high
At the crown of the mountain
In his halls the winds sigh
And the clouds sprout a fountain
Eagles on his command
Ride the winds of Arda
Standing at his right hand
Is the Star-Queen, Varda
Sapphires set in gold
Shine on his sceptre
Wisdom he has of old;
Righteousness older.
Of the Highest lord's glory
Everlasting and bright
Neverending in might
Manwë who dwells on high
At the crown of the mountain
In his halls the winds sigh
And the clouds sprout a fountain
Eagles on his command
Ride the winds of Arda
Standing at his right hand
Is the Star-Queen, Varda
Sapphires set in gold
Shine on his sceptre
Wisdom he has of old;
Righteousness older.
