Praise to God Who reigns above,Binding earth and Heav’n in love;All the armies of the skyWorship His dread sovereignty.
Seraphim His praises sing,Cherubim on fourfold wing,Thrones, dominions, princes, powers,Marshaled might that never cowers.
Speeds th’archangel from His face,Bearing messages of grace;Angel hosts His words fulfill,Ruling nature by His will.
Yet on man they joy to wait,All that bright celestial state,For in man their Lord they see,Christ, th’incarnate Deity.
On the throne their Lord Who diedSits in manhood glorified;Where His people faint belowAngels count it joy to go.
Oh, the depths of joy divine,Thrilling through those orders nine,When the lost are found again,When the banished come to reign!
Now in faith, in hope, in love,We will join the choirs above,Praising, with the heav’nly host,Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
Lord Jesus, we give thanks to TheeThat Thou hast died to set us free;Made righteous through Thy precious blood,We now are reconciled to God.
By virtue of Thy wounds we pray,True God and Man, be Thou our Stay,Our Comfort when we yield our breath,Our Rescue from eternal death.
Defend us, Lord, from sin and shame;Help us by Thine almighty NameTo bear our crosses patiently,Consoled by Thy great agony.
And thus the full assurance gainThat Thou to us wilt true remainAnd not forsake us in our strifeUntil we enter into life.