Olympics "Olympic Hymn" Immortal spirit of antiquity, Father of the true, beautiful and good, Descend, appear, shed over us thy light Upon this ground and under this sky Which has first witnessed thy unperishable fame. Give life and animation to those noble games! Throw wreaths of fadeless flowers to the victors In the race and in strife! Create in our breasts, hearts of steel! Shine in a roseate hue and form a vast temple To which all nations throng to adore thee, Oh immortal spirit of antiquity.