Thou God of power and God of love
Whose glory fills the realms above
Whose praise archangels sing
And veil their faces while they cry
Thrice holy
to their God most high
to their king.
Thee as our God we too would claim
And bless the Savior’s precious name
Through whom this grace is giv’n:
He bore the curse to sinners due
He forms their ruined souls anew
And makes them heirs of Heaven.
The veil that hides Thy glory rend
And here in saving power descend
And fix Thy blest abode;
Here to our hearts Thyself reveal
And let each waiting spirit feel
The presence of our God.
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