Of the Fa­ther’s love be­got­ten,
Ere the worlds be­gan to be,
He is Al­pha and Ome­ga,
He the source, the end­ing He,
Of the things that are, that have been,
And that fu­ture years shall see,
Evermore and ev­er­more!

He is here, whom seers in old time
Chanted of, while ag­es ran;
Whom the writ­ings of the pro­phets
Promised since the world be­gan;
Then fore­told, now ma­ni­fest­ed,
To re­ceive the praise of man,
Evermore and ev­er­more!

O that ever-bless­èd birth­day,
When the vir­gin, full of grace,
Of the Holy Ghost in­car­nate
Bare the Sav­ior of our race;
And that Child, the world’s Re­deem­er,
First dis­played His sac­red face,
Evermore and ev­er­more!

Praise Him, O ye Heav’n of Hea­vens!
Praise Him, an­gels in the height!
Every pow­er and ev­ery vir­tue
Sing praise of God aright;
Let no tongue of man be si­lent,
Let each heart and voice unite,
Evermore and ev­er­more!

Thee let age, and Thee let man­hood,
Thee let choirs of in­fants sing;
Thee the ma­trons and the vir­gins,
And the child­ren an­swer­ing;
Let their mo­dest song re-echo,
And their heart its prais­es bring,
Evermore and ev­er­more!

Laud and ho­nor to the Fa­ther,
Laud and ho­nor to the Son!
Laud and ho­nor to the Spir­it!
Ever Three, and ev­er One;
Consubstantial, co-eter­nal,
While un­end­ing ag­es run,
Evermore and ev­er­more!