Hail! Fa­ther, Son and Ho­ly Ghost,
One God, in Per­sons Three!
Of Thee we make our joy­ful boast,
Our songs we make of Thee.

Thou nei­ther canst be felt nor seen,
Thou art a Spi­rit pure;
Thou from eter­ni­ty hast been,
And al­ways shalt en­dure.

Present alike in ev­ery place,
Thy God­head we adore;
Beyond the bounds of time and space,
Thou dwell’st for ev­er­more.

In wis­dom in­fi­nite Thou art,
Thine eye doth all things see;
And ev­ery thought of ev­ery heart
Is ful­ly known to thee.

Thou lov’st what­e’er Thy hands have made;
Thy good­ness we re­hearse,
In shin­ing char­ac­ters dis­played
Throughout our uni­verse.

Mercy, with love and end­less grace,
O’er all Thy works doth reign;
But mostly Thou de­light’st to bless
Thy fa­vo­rite creature, Man.

Wherefore, let ev­ery crea­ture give
To Thee the praise de­signed;
But chief­ly, Lord, the thanks re­ceive,
The hearts of all man­kind.