Verse 1

How shall I sing that majesty Which angels do admire? let dust in dust and silence lie; sing, sing, ye heavenly choir. Thousands of thousands stand around Thy throne, O God most high; Ten thousand times ten thousand sound Thy praise; but who am I?

Verse 2

Thy brightness unto them appears; whilst I Thy footsteps trace A sound of God comes to my ears, But they behold Thy face. They sing because Thou art their Sun; Lord, send a beam on me; For where heaven is but once begun There alleluias be.

Verse 3

Enlighten with faith is light my heart, Inflame it with loves fire; Then shall I sing and bear a part With that celestial choir. I shall, I fear, be dark and cold, With all my fire and light; Yet when Thou dost accept their gold, Lord, treasure up my mite.

Verse 4

How great a being, Lord, Is Thine, Which doth all beings keep! Thy knowledge is the only line To sound so vast a deep. Thou art a sea without a shore, A sun without a sphere; Thy time is now and evermore Thy place is everywhere.

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