Immortal, invisible, God only wise,

In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,

Most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,

Almighty, victorious, Thy great Name we praise

Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light

Nor wanting, nor wasting, thou Rulest in might!

Thy justice like mountains high soaring above,

Thy clouds which are fountains of goodness and love

To all life thou givest-to both great and small;

in all life Thou livest, the true life of all;

we blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree;

and wither and perish-but nought changeth Thee

Great Father of Glory, pure Father Of Lights,

Thine angels adore Thee, all veiling Their sight:

All laud we would render; O help us to see;

‘Tis only the splendour of light hideth Thee