For the instruments are by their rhimes by Benjamin Britten Lyrics

For the instruments are by their rhimes
For the shawm rhimes are lawn fawn and the like
For the shawm rhimes are moon boon and the like
For the harp rhimes are sing ring and the like
For the harp rhimes are ring string and the like
For the cymbal rhimes are bell well and the like
For the cymbal rhimes are toll soul and the like
For the flute rhimes are tooth youth and the like
For the flute rhimes are suit mute and the like
For the bassoon rhimes are pass class and the like
For the dulcimer rhimes are grace place and the like
For the clarinet rhimes are clean seen and the like
For the trumpet rhimes are sound bound and the like

For the trumpet of God is a blessed intelligence
And so are all the instruments in Heav'n
For God the Father Almighty plays upon the harp
Of stupendous magnitude and melody
For at that time malignity ceases
And the devils themselves are at peace
For this time is perceptible to man
By a remarkable stillness and serenity of soul