Angel voices ever singing
Round Thy throne of light
Angel harps, forever ringing
Rest not day nor night
Thousands only live to bless Thee
And confess thee Lord of might
Thou who art beyond the farthest
Mortal eye can scan
Can it be that Thou regardest
Songs of sinful man?
Can we feel that Thou art near us
And wilt hear us? Yes, we can
For we know Thy love rejoices
O'er each work of Thine
Thou didst ears and hands and voices
For Thy praise combine
Craftsman's art and music's measure
For Thy pleasure Lord of might
In thy house, great God, we offer
Of Thine own to Thee
And for Thine acceptance proffer
All unworthily
Hearts and minds and hands and voices
In our choicest psalmody
Honor, glory, might, and merit
Thine shall ever be
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit
Blessed Trinity
Of the best that Thou hast given
Earth and heaven render Thee