Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence

Let all mor­tal flesh keep si­lence

And with fear and trem­bling stand;

Ponder no­thing earth­ly mind­ed

For with bless­ing in His hand

Christ our God to earth des­cend­eth

Our full hom­age to de­mand.

King of kings

yet born of Ma­ry

As of old on earth He stood

Lord of lords

in hu­man ves­ture

In the bo­dy and the blood;

He will give to all the faith­ful

His own self for heav­en­ly food.

Rank on rank the host of Heav­en

Spreads its van­guard on the way

As the Light of light des­cend­eth

From the realms of end­less day

That the pow­ers of hell may van­ish

As the dark­ness clears away.

At His feet the six wing­èd ser­aph

Cherubim with sleep­less eye

Veil their fac­es to the pre­sence

As with cease­less voice they cry:

Alleluia

Al­le­lu­ia

Alleluia

Lord Most High!