Jesus, our Lord, with what joy we adore Thee

Jesus

our Lord

with what joy we adore Thee

Chanting our praise to Thyself on the throne!

Blest in Thy presence

we worship before Thee

Own Thou art worthy

and worthy alone.

Lord

Thou art worthy: Lord

Thou art worthy;

Lord

Thou art worthy

and worthy alone!

Blest in Thy presence

we worship before Thee

Own Thou art worthy

and worthy alone!

Verily God

yet become truly human

Lower than angels to die in our stead;

How has that long promised “Seed of the woman”

Trod on the serpent and bruised his head!

How didst Thou humble Thyself to be taken.

Led by Thy creatures and nailed to the cross.

Hated of men

and of God too forsaken

Shunning not darkness

the curse

and the loss.

How hast Thou triumphed

and triumphed with glory

Battled death’s forces

rolled back every wave!

Can we refrain then from telling the story?

Lord

Thou art Victor o’er death and the grave.