Immortal invisible God only wise
In light inaccessible hid from our eyes
Most holy most glorious the Ancient of Days
Almighty victorious Your great Name we praise
Unresting unhasting and silent as light
Not wanting or wasting You rule us in might
Your Justice like mountains high soaring above
Your Clouds which are fountains of goodness and love
Most holy most glorious the Ancient of Days
Almighty victorious Your great Name we praise
All life comes from You Lord to both great and small
In all life You live Lord the true life of all
We blossom and flourish but quickly grow frail
We wither and perish but You never fail
Great Father of Glory pure Father of Light
Your angels adore You all veiling their sight
All praise we will render oh Father of Grace
Till one day in splendour we see face to face