We give im­mor­tal praise
To God the Fa­ther’s love,
For all our com­forts here,
And bet­ter hopes above;
He sent His own eter­nal Son,
To die for sins that man had done.

To God the Son be­longs
Immortal glo­ry too,
Who bought us with His blood
From ev­er­last­ing woe:
And now He lives, and now He reigns,
And sees the fruit of all His pains.

To God the Spir­it’s name
Immortal wor­ship give,
Whose new-cre­at­ing pow­er
Makes the dead sin­ner live;
His work com­pletes the great de­sign,
And fills the soul with joy di­vine.

Almighty God, to Thee
Be end­less hon­ors done,
The un­di­vid­ed Three,
And the mys­te­ri­ous One:
Where rea­son fails, with all her pow­ers,
There faith pre­vails, and love ad­ores.