Holy God, we praise thy Name;
Lord of all, we bow before thee!
All on earth thy scepter claim,
all in heaven above adore thee;
Infinite thy vast domain,
everlasting is thy reign.
Hark! the loud celestial hymn
angel choirs above are raising,
cherubim and seraphim,
in unceasing chorus praising;
fill the heavens with sweet accord:
Holy, holy, holy, Lord.
Lo! the apostolic train
join the sacred Name to hallow;
prophets swell the loud refrain,
and the white robed martyrs follow;
and from morn to set of sun,
through the Church the song goes on.
Holy Father, Holy Son,
Holy Spirit, Three we name thee;
while in essence only One,
undivided God we claim thee;
and adoring bend the knee,
while we own the mystery.
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Words: Ignaz Franz, 1774; trans. Clarence Augustus Walworth, 1858
Music: Grosser Gott
A multi-subject commentary on matters spiritual, technical, political, economic, cultural, historical, and sometimes downright trivial. "For the earth is the Lord's, and the fullness of it; the world, and those who dwell in it." (Psalm 24.1,89.11; 1 Cor 10.26)
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