None else but Thee, for ev­er­more,
One, All, we dread, believe, adore:
Great earth and Heav’n shall have their day
And worn and old shall pass away,
But Thou re­main­est, on Thy throne
Eternal, change­less, and alone!

None else we praise! in ev­ery form,
In peace of calm and pow­er of storm,
In sim­ple flow­er and mys­tic star,
In all around and all afar,
In gran­deur, beau­ty, truth, but Thee
None else we hear, none else we see.

None else we love! for sweet­er grace
That made anew a rui­ned race:
The heirs of life, the lords of death,
With ear­li­est voice and lat­est breath,
When days be­gin, when days are done,
Bless we the Fa­ther for the Son!

None else we trust! our flesh may fail,
Our heart may sink when foes as­sail,
But Thou art strength to be our stay,
And glo­ry not to pass away:
None else in life and death have we,
But we have all in all with Thee!

Yea, none but Thee all worlds confess,
And those re­deemed ones num­berless:
None else, from ev­er­last­ing One,
And ev­er­more be­side Thee none.
Of all that is, has been, shall be,
Father of Life, none else but Thee!