The God who reigns on high,
The great archangels sing,
And “Holy, holy, holy,” cry
“Almighty King!
Who was and is the same,
And evermore shall be;
Jehovah, Father, great I AM,
We worship Thee.”

Before the Savior’s face
The ransomed nations bow;
O’erwhelmed at His almighty grace,
Forever new.
He shows His prints of love,
They kindle to a flame!
And sound thro’ all the worlds above,
The slaughtered Lamb.

The whole triumphant host
Give thanks to God on high;
“Hail, Father, Son, and holy Ghost!”
They ever cry:
Hail Abr’ham’s God and mine,
I join the heav’nly lays,
All might and majesty are Thine,
And endless praise.

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