Holy God, we praise your name; Lord of all, we bow before you; 

all on earth your scepter claim, all in heav'n above adore you. 

Infinite your vast domain, everlasting is your reign. 

Hark, the loud celestial hymn, angel choirs above are raising; 

cherubim and seraphim in unceasing chorus praising,

fill the heav'ns with sweet accord: "Holy, holy, holy Lord." 

Lo! the apostolic train , join your sacred name to hallow; 

prophets swell the glad 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 you;

while in essence only One, undivided God we claim you, 

and adoring bend the knee, while we sing this mystery.