Bright the Vision That Delighted

Bright the vi­sion that de­light­ed

Once the sight of Ju­dah’s seer

Sweet the count­less tongues unit­ed

To en­trance the pro­phet’s ear.

Round the Lord in glo­ry seat­ed

Cherubim and se­ra­phim

Filled His tem­ple

and re­peat­ed

Each to each the al­ter­nate hymn.

Lord

Thy glo­ry fills the Heav­en;

Earth is with its full­ness stored;

Unto Thee be glo­ry giv­en

Holy

ho­ly

ho­ly Lord!

Heaven is still with glo­ry ring­ing

Earth takes up the an­gels’ cry

Holy

ho­ly

ho­ly

sing­ing

Lord of hosts

the Lord most high.

Ever thus in God’s high prais­es

Brethren

let our tongues unite;

Chief the heart when du­ty rais­es

God-ward at His mys­tic rite.

With His se­raph train be­fore him

With His ho­ly Church be­low

Thus con­spire we to ad­ore Him

Bid we thus our an­them flow!

Lord

Thy glo­ry fills the Heav­en;

Earth is with its full­ness stored;

Unto Thee be glo­ry giv­en

Holy

ho­ly

ho­ly Lord!

Thus Thy glo­ri­ous name con­fess­ing

We adopt Thy an­gels’ cry

Holy

ho­ly

ho­ly

bless­ing

Thee the Lord of hosts most high!