A hymn is a type of song, usually religious, specifically written for the purpose of adoration or prayer, and typically addressed to a deity or deities, or to a prominent figure or personification. The word hymn derives from Greek ὕμνος (hymnos), which means "a song of praise". The singing of hymns is called hymnody. Collections of hymns are known as hymnals or hymn books. Hymns may or may not include instrumental accompaniment.
Although most familiar to speakers of English in the context of Christian churches, hymns are also a fixture of other world religions, especially on the Indian subcontinent. Hymns also survive from antiquity, especially from Egyptian and Greek cultures. Some of the oldest surviving examples of notated music are hymns with Greek texts.
Ancient hymns include the Egyptian Great Hymn to the Aten, composed by Pharaoh Akhenaten; the Vedas, a collection of hymns in the tradition of Hinduism; and the Psalms, a collection of songs from Judaism. The Western tradition of hymnody begins with the Homeric Hymns, a collection of ancient Greek hymns, the oldest of which were written in the 7th century BC, praising deities of the ancient Greek religions. Surviving from the 3rd century BC is a collection of six literary hymns (Ὕμνοι) by the Alexandrian poet Callimachus.
The storm is rushing on me
Here's the flood flash
I feel so locked and loaded
Let me out, let me out
Wake up in a wasteland
Where the trees are crashing fast
Make or break or the road explodes
Get out, get out of this town
Live faster, live stronger
Let us speed up or get blown over
Time's wasting, how much longer
Before I get myself free
Of these hurricane streets?
Headed for disaster
Way beyond the fear
In the rear view, watch it all
Just disappear, disappear
I don't care where I'm headed
Anywhere but here
Won't waste my life
Can't waste another night
In this town, this town
Live faster, live stronger
Let us speed up or get blown over
Time's wasting, how much longer
Before I get myself free
Of these hurricane?
Leaves are blowing down the streets
Wind crawling up our knees
Somebody get the keys
Rain is flowing from the sky
But no fear in our eyes, we're ready to fly
Live faster, live stronger
Let us speed up or get blown over
Time's wasting, how much longer
Before I get myself free
Of these hurricane streets?
Live faster, live stronger
Let us speed up or get blown over
Time's wasting, how much longer
Before I get myself free
Of these hurricane streets?