Holiness be­comes Thy house,
’Tis Thou who dost dwell in light;
Thou be­girt with ma­jes­ty,
Gird us with truth,
And with Thy great might.

Send Thou forth Thy pow­er and love,
In beau­ty of ho­li­ness;
We would here com­mune with Thee,
Eternal God,
Be Thou near to bless.

O su­preme and per­fect One,
O Lord, praise to Thee is due;
Clothe us in the grace of love,
Maintain Thy church,
To Thy ser­vice true.