Verse 1
Hail holy, holy, holy Lord,
Thrice blessed Trinity,
By all thy heavenly hosts ador’d,
E’er [Ere] man began to be;
Worship’d by all thy saints below,
The God of truth and grace,
Thro’ faith, the great Three-One they know,
And triumph in thy praise.
Verse 2
The upper and the lower quire
Shall soon be join’d in one,
And both triumphantly conspire
To worship round thy throne:
Angels and saints, when time shall end,
Shall all thy love display,
And in thy glorious praises spend
An everlasting day.