Hail, God the Son, in Glory Crowned

Hail

God the Son

in glo­ry crowned

Ere time be­gan to be;

Throned with Thy Sire

through half the round

Of vast eter­ni­ty!

Let Heav­en

and earth’s stu­pen­dous frame

Display their au­thor’s pow­er;

And each ex­alt­ed ser­aph-flame

Creator

Thee ad­ore.

Thy won­drous love the God­head showed

Contracted to a span—

The co-eter­nal Son of God

The mor­tal Son of man.

To save us from our lost es­tate

Behold His life-blood stream:

Hail Lord

al­migh­ty to cre­ate

Almighty to re­deem!

The Me­di­at­or’s God-like sway

His Church be­low sus­tains;

Till na­ture shall her judge sur­vey

The King Mes­si­ah reigns.

Hail

with es­sen­tial glo­ry crowned

When time shall cease to be;

Throned with Thy Fa­ther

through the round

Of whole eter­ni­ty!